I convinced 16 other teachers to try this challenge with me. Sixteen unsuspecting, brave souls agreed…. little did we know we’d be forever changed.
The writing part is good. I’m thinking and living like a real writer for the first time in my life. I’m exercising my writing muscles, that’s for sure. It feels good.
But the reading part…. the reading part is better than good. I can’t get enough of it. I’m cheering for Nancy, laughing with Brighid, crying with Darlene, reminiscing with Mallory. Some of these women I have worked with for years, I’ve sat in countless meetings with them, I’ve coached them, I’ve eaten lunch with them. Truthfully, I’ve learned more about them in the past 10 days than I have in years of existing in the same school building. And I. love. it.
And it’s not just them. Strangers. Complete strangers whose stories I can’t wait to hear. I’m fascinated by the reflection, the emotion, the humor, the stories. Your stories.
People think Facebook is addicting? Facebook’s got nothin’ on the Two Writing Teachers.