Mosaic Reflections

Thursday, November 02, 2006

A Writer's Challenge

Almost everybody has a problem, including me. My problem was writing. Long ago,in second grade, I had a problem writing. I couldn’t write so well, so my teacher, Mrs. Ewing, tried to teach me how to write better.

Then finally I could understand writing. The most important project of the year was near and if I passed it I would be as happy as I could be. Then on the next day of school it was time to write our story.

The topic was about what we did on our Christmas vacation. I wrote four of the best pages I could. Then I handed it in wondering if I would do well on the paper. Then on the next day of school I got my writing back and it was a six.

I was so happy! But that wasn’t all my teacher told me. I would be reading my story on the radio. I got so happy that I could finally understand writing and I was good at it thanks to my second grade teacher.

- Connor Rood

8 Comments:

  • hey conner good job that was a good story. I was in Mrs.Euings calls in second grade too. Guess who i am!!!

    By friend,student, at 7:21 PM  

  • dear conner that was a very sweet story. i really liked it. but i think it was in third grade when you got to read your story on the radio. guess who i am. i can tell you acouple secrets, one, i am not a boy, two, i am in mr.chittendens class, three, i have blonde hair and last but not least i have blueish greenish eyes.

    By b-ball player, at 5:10 PM  

  • Great story connor!
    from Arden

    By Arden, at 3:57 PM  

  • Connor your story was really great!!! :) -_-

    By Jake, at 2:35 PM  

  • Awsome job Conner. I bet you had fun reading your story over the radio. :)

    Miranda

    By Anonymous, at 2:41 PM  

  • great job

    By Anonymous, at 3:45 PM  

  • i had so much fun in Mr.chittenden's class he was awsome and so was your writting

    By marah, at 3:48 PM  

  • i miss mr.chittenden but your writing was funning i remember it in mrs.Ewings class

    By marah, at 3:51 PM  

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