I was looking through files today and found an essay I wrote when I was a very confident 10-year-old (with some grammar mistakes) who was more crafty than I am today. I’m struck by one of my favorite things being reading but one of my worst subjects being reading. I remember that the subject Reading in school was a series of reading comprehension tests and I never did well on those tests.
“I Am Me” (April 1981)
I am myself. Nobody can change me. I like myself and what I do. I am good at some things and not at others. For example: I play piano and violin good. But I am not good at art. I like to do lots of things. I like to read, play piano and violin, knit, sew, and cook. I do not like to sit down and crochet because I get too frustrated. My favorite subjects are Math and Creative Writing. Even though I am not good at Creative Writing. My worst subjects are Literature and Reading.
Here’s the only photo I can find from around this time. This is my brother Bryce’s 4th birthday in 1980.
