The students in our six-week workshop at Callison Elementary were always eager to share at the end of each class, often asking to “reserve” sharing spots when they showed me their completed pieces. It was great to see such enthusiasm! Outside of our more “formal” sharing time, students loved to brainstorm together and share their ideas with peers. I adored their eagerness to bring their written words out of their notebooks and into the ears of their friends. The community they created allowed them all to become more comfortable and confident reading their own words aloud. Today, we’re proud to share one of their creations with (hopefully) readers far and wide.
Badgerdog Teaching Artist
It was a dark and stormy night… I woke up and turned to the other side, and I saw a ghost girly. I thought it was a dream, so I closed my eyes and opened them again. It was not a dream, so I yelled for my mom, and she came in.
I told her I saw a ghost in my bedroom, and she said, “You are just dreaming about a ghost. Just go back to bed and you will be just fine.”
“But, Mom, I saw it. Please believe me,” I pleaded.
“No, I know that you are just trying not to have to go back to bed so go back to bed.”