Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Winning... And Losing

I didn't know I'd entered a contest. I thought I was just doing my third grade homework. The directions said: Write a story and include illustrations. I wrote about a small house and the people who lived in it. I remember the kitchen had black and white checkered linoleum (not that I knew that is what it would be called at the time), bright yellow walls, orange curtains swept to the side of a window that framed blue skies and part of a cloud. In the middle of the color chaos was a table set for breakfast. I won the Young Authors Award for my grade level. There was a small ceremony held in the school cafeteria. The three winners of each grade sat on the floor, waiting to receive their prize.

I was 14 when my grandmother's house burned down and with it, the only copy of the book I had. I am still saddened by the loss of it.

*** One Minute Writer ***


  1. The first paragraph is great although it seems to end abruptly and the second is so brief that it seems not to belong.

    I like this story.

  2. I was trying to keep it to a minute, as per the expectation of the site. At a minute and a half, I thought I should just end it.