A Little About Me
When I was in third grade, I came to the horrible conclusion that math was not one of my strongest subjects. It was very hard for me to learn multiplication, I just couldn't understand the concept of it, so I did what any student would do at that point... I asked for help from my Mother. She, being a grade school teacher herself, was happy to oblige. She decided that memorization was the best way for me to comprehend my math facts. I tried and tried, but became very frustrated when I could not remember a thing. I eventually learned them, but it took forever (at least in kid time).
Fourth grade came around and all I heard from my Mother and teacher was how hard it would be. Miss McCarthy, my fourth grade teacher, told us that we were in grown up land now and that school would start to get tough. In fear of this unknown territory called The Fourth Grade, I decide to take up Miss McCarthy's offer of doing some extra credit for class. It was then, that I discovered my love of writing short stories and poetry, as well as, the thrill of seeing your name in print. For that year, my teacher, being the beauty of encouragement, sent in two of my poems to a local paper for publication.
In 1982, my first poem entitled, My Favorite Color Is Pink was published in the local news section of my hometown. I remember running to the local mom and pop food market to snatch up every single paper they had that day. A neighbor asked me for the Classifieds Section, and I let her have it because all I wanted was to see my name. As I stood outside the market, I opened it up to the local town section and there it was, my name in black and white. I couldn't believe it at first, and had to look at my name for several minutes. I thought the ink would fade, but it didn't. I still have that clipping and I take it out every once in a while just to make sure my name is still there.
I've since then, published a few books, blogs, and articles, but it still seems like a dream to me. Putting words onto paper is a very powerful job. I feel that all of your thoughts, hopes, and fears are conveyed in order to help others. Your words can help heal a reader's feelings about life, and at times, help them to better understand themselves. It's a very powerful thing, indeed, and it's something I do not take lightly. But I will say that if I am dreaming, I pray that I will never wake up.