a writing challenge
Lisa Reiter is an amazing and brave woman. (You’ll need to visit her website to learn why I believe this to be true.). She is also a creative writer who is generous enough to invite us into her world and share our memories.
Friday, May 2, Lisa initiated a weekly writing invite on her site called, BITE SIZE MEMOIRS. Lisa wants us to spend a few moments reflecting on the past and recording those thoughts to share with the world. Telling your story is soul-cleansing.
Northern California Author Anne Lamott has spent nearly her whole life writing about her family and self. Kind of like running a marathon on a treadmill – you race hard but never reach a finish line. It can be exhausting, but it can also be exhilarating.
In Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life, Anne says: “Just put down on paper everything you can remember now about your parents and siblings and relatives and neighbors, and we will deal with libel later on.” (Lisa asks us to be kind and leave out last names; she doesn’t want to deal with libel at all).
I’ve taken up this week’s challenge: Using the theme SCHOOL AT SEVEN, write 10 lines of “I remember” or 150 words. Check the website for the official unofficial rules. Whether you choose to share with the Lisa and us or not, you will enjoy remembering your childhood and all the crazy nonsense that comes along with growing up.
“School at Seven” by Ellen Plotkin Mulholland, b. 1963, California, USA
I remember my long blue flowered dress with the gathered bodice.
I remember swinging higher than my best friend.
I remember hearing the f-word from ginger-haired Tommy Something.
I remember creating Barbie towns and using our shoes as cars.
I remember recess and the large expanse of black asphalt, the kickball zone, the sandpit.
I remember sitting in rows, alphabetically.
I remember the green chalkboard and waiting for my turn to clap dusty black erasers on the pavement outside after school.
I remember waiting for my big brother and little sister at the chain-link fence.
I remember walking home and not taking candy from strangers and worrying about strangers and slow moving cars.
And I remember wanting to be 8 because that would be better than being 7.
5/4/2014 04:18:49 am
I love this! Despite spending days preparing my own pieces before launching this challenge - your piece has triggered so many more memories! How could I forget trying to swing higher than my friends?! Or being thrilled to get the job of bashing chalk dust out of the board rubber! Sitting alphabetically is a new one on me - Perhaps only in the US? Oh and by that account I should say 'eraser' not rubber or I'm nearly as bad as the ginger-haired Tommy methinks! Thank you, Lisa
5/4/2014 05:50:31 am
I forgot about clapping erasers, but I do remember shoe cars for Barbie!
5/4/2014 10:04:08 am
Charli, did you rate car elite by the shoe size? If we could steal my friend's dad's loafer, we were in Barbie Car Heaven.
5/4/2014 10:03:07 am
Lisa, I think that's one thing I love about this challenge - the global differences. Tommy Something would delight in the word rubber!
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