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Clint didn't graduate from high school, but he was always ready and willing to read stories to me
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Every night, before I went to sleep, my mom would sit on my bed and read a chapter of the book to me.
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For class we were to write our own story and make a table of contents, title page and even a front and back cover. I still have mine!
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I really don't remember when I began reading. I think I have forever! I love the time travel!
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I began writing on my own when things were out of balance in my life - when things were really bothering me. I kept journals, wrote poems, etc. My favorite place to write was the hay barn.
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Again, I don't really know when this began. But my mom has some very old books and I fell in love with some of them - the language is so different! And the world is so far removed from mine. I have quite a few old books now, but my most treasured are the ones from my mom.
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I had decided to recieve a secretarial degree at Northwest. Within a few weeks I discovered without a shadow of a doubt that secretarial school was not for me! I changed my major to Drama and my minor to English. My high school teacher's words rang in my ears . . ."you should be an English teacher".
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And was I ever scared!
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A gap had evolved in my life from writing and teaching to parenting. When I stepped back into teaching, I was terrified. Much had changed. My passion is to help my students discover the gift of reading and writing.
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Prarie Lands saved me in so many ways. It brought back to me my forgotten love of writing, it gave me confidence as a teacher again, and it helped me navigate this new world of technology.
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I share my writing with my students now. I understand their fears about writing, because I have them too. Together we work through the jungle.
