Poetic Progression

As I was in Elementary School my teachers would try there hardest to get some of us to become more poetic. In class we had an author come and recite some of his poetry. As I listened very close I realized how enjoyable or motivating the poetry sounded. My teacher explained at the end of the day that we will be having a competition over what we write. The competition was called Young Authors. As she explained the competition to us I already knew what I chose, I went with Poetry.

The minute the bell rang from school I started my piece of poetry. I enjoyed it as much as I listened to the author reciting his work. The work I had written was done. The pages were put together and I turned it in to the competition of Young Authors. As I waited patiently to see the results I noticed I finally started to realize how enjoyable literature is to me in my life. I have noticed that as I have grown up and moved on from the Young Authors competition that literature only gets better.

My teacher is one who I look up to for inviting me to put literature in my life. The early years of elementary school I was not a fan of the “English Classes” I enjoyed the fun” Cooking” and “P.E” classes but I was never able to actually get into Literature. My teacher Mrs. Shears was the great lady who pushed me to become not only a state winner but a districts finalist in Young Authors.  She was able to crack my shell and put literature into my life and to start making my own Poetry.