To be in seventh grade

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When I’m reading something – whether it’s a novel, memoir or Facebook post – and I can relate, even if it’s an experience I’ve never had but my gut whispers ‘me too’, then I know I’m in a good place. That’s why I read and why I write, to commune with another over words.

Sometimes even just a sentence can deliver. Working with the seventh grade students at Liberty Memorial Central Middle School on their six word memoirs has reminded me of these truths. Because I want to see if you to can connect with them over their words too, here is a sampling of their work…

THE MAKEUP CAN’T COVER MY INSECURITIES.

I CAN ALWAYS MAKE MYSELF LAUGH.

TEARS ARE ALMOST SALTIER THAN ME.

YOU WERE MY LIFEBOAT; I DROWNED.

READY TO MAKE A BIG MISTAKE.

MY GENDER: NOT DEFINED BY YOU.

INDIAN TAKEOUT IS OUR THANKSGIVING MEAL.

I AM A TEENAGE LESLIE KNOPE.

I DON’T WANT TO DO BAD.

I WANT A BED OF CLOUDS.

INHALING DARK MEMES, EATING CANNED BEANS.

YOU DON’T HEAR ME, I’M SCREAMING.

NOT MY KANSAS ANYMORE. WHAT HAPPENED?

YOU MAY TRUST ME, I DON’T.

Aren’t they great?  Love, Molly

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4 Comments Add yours

  1. Alice L says:

    These are fantastic! So VERY insightful and self-aware. Sharing with a former teacher!😄

    1. Molly says:

      Aren’t they awesome?

  2. elizandersen says:

    I have friends who are journalists, authors, playwrights, storytellers, and poets. If I read these on their pages, I would be inspired. Kudos to the kids!

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