So excited to be spending tomorrow in my best friend’s third grade classroom.  I will be talking about writing, listening to them read to me, then reading a very meaningful story to them…Junkyard Wonders by Patricia P0llac0.  I am so honored that Yvonne is asking me to talk to her class about writing.  We all have a voice inside of us.  It might be our voice, or it might be the voice of something or someone that we would love to be. Sometimes it is even the voice of something or someone we wish we weren’t.   We may not all become famous writers, but anyone can push forward some words that come from  inside. Somewhere there is a refrigerator just waiting for a kid’s voice. Somewhere there is a wall waiting for graffiti.  It doesn’t matter if you dot every ‘I’ or use the proper end marks.  What matters is that the voice of every single person is offered the opportunity to be heard.  Teachers do that.  I think the world of blogging does it, as well. Whether you are  8 or 80 years old, a lover of cars or lover of sidewalk chalk, whether you are from a family of 7, a broken family, or a family that is now down to its only living survivor, you have a voice inside of you.  Voices don’t need to be neat and clean.  Voices don’t need to be polished.  Voices can tell a tale. Your voice can change a view, make a difference, and cause a perpetual ripple in our world.    I love that about writing.  To my blogging friends…keep sharing your voice.  To all of the classrooms full of kids…look for your voice and share it on every refrigerator.  Look for that empty wall.  See a blank piece of paper as an opportunity.  There is a story from the tiniest of things like the dirt under you fingernail to the scrape on your knee. Your voice can be found in the kite in the sky and the loss of a pet.   Your voice is all around you, but mostly it is inside. We are all Junkyard Wonders in one way or another, and the whole world deserves to know our stories, to hear our voices.   Can’t wait to be with Yvonne’s class tomorrow. Can’t wait to inspire their voices!  And so grateful to be part of the blogging life.

You are invited to read my voice from 1981 in the attachment that follows.

Feelings

Here are a couple of pics of my fabulous best friend, Yvonne!