Except it wasn’t summer vacation, it was coach training
I have never ever had a teacher ask me to write an essay about my summer vacation. In eighth grade, my teacher, Mrs. Creel had us create an entire book about our life. It was a full year project. We even bound the book and everything. I received an A- because I couldn’t figure out how to press a flower! Or more correctly, the flowers kept getting moldy. I gave up. I still have the book 30 years later. Producing this book is one accomplishment of which I have always been very proud and the closest I ever got to a summer vacation essay. (more…)


