So here I am.
Ready to start another writing prompt.
Actually,...excited to dig into some writing. :)
Today the prompt is:
Write about a letter.
You get ten minutes,
no takesy backseys,
just writing. :)
It was February. That dreadful month which seemed to last forever. Outside the classroom window snow clung to everything in a beautiful tableau. But I didn't care. Neither did my students. I sighed before writing another name on the chalkboard. The white loops of Andrew's name stood out stark against the green.
"And if I catch another note again," I said looking over my eyeglasses. "I will not only read it out loud to the entire class but I will hang it on the art wall so that all the visitors can see it."
There was a collective gasp and a few of the more studious children blanched at the thought. Shy little Suzy tugged on one of her pigtails.
Next it was math and I began explaining (for what seemed like the hundredth time) how to properly show your work when doing long division. That's when I saw it. So white it practically glowed as it was passed in the second row of desks to shy little Suzy. I should have known. My anger burned in my stomach. My hand gripped the chalk tightly. I watched out of the corner of my eye as Suzy, little Miss Attentive, carefully unfolded the piece of paper. Like a tiger I pounced.
"What do you have there?" My voice cracked as I walked towards her desk.
Her face was red as she tried to hide the incriminating note between her knees. I didn't trust my voice, merely held my hand under her nose. Her eyes were as big as quarters as she handed the note to me. I almost believed that she was close to tears. Then I looked down at my plundered treasure complete with a picture: a pig with pigtails. I gasped as I whispered the words out loud:
"Suzy is a snot nosed pig and I can't wait to see her portrait hanging on the wall."