She asked me a month or so after that post if I would let her take "Creative Writing 2" as an independent study. There really isn't a number 2 for this class, she just wants to write. So I said yes (unbelievably, a few more have asked!). She can't wait. I hope her enthusiasm for writing carries over to the others in the class!
She met me at the door Monday morning, bouncing with excitement--and I do mean bouncing. Hardly able to contain herself, she skipped and tripped over to meet me.
"Mrs. Day, I could hardly wait to show you this. I'm so excited and it's all because of you."
I'm trying to think what I could have done to elicit this much enthusiasm.
"Really, it's all because of you. Look!"
And she pulls out several sheets of well-worn paper from the envelope in her pocket. It's obvious that these papers have been shared and read many times in the course of a few days. She smoothes one out and then shows it to me.
"Look! Look! One of my poems is being published in a book! It's my 'I Am" poem. The one you made me keep working on and adding stuff to. Look! Here it is. It's all because of you!"
But it isn't all because of me. It's because of her. It's because she never gives up on a piece of writing. It's because she found a contest to enter her poem in. It's because she believes in herself.
"Allie," I say, "I am so proud of you." And I truly am.