Change
How things can change quickly, from the growing of a seed into a tree to the wingflap of a humming bird. I am writing this to express how I feel about things that have to change.
Today, March 9th 2008, my teacher resigned. This was a major change for me since he was my favorite teacher. His name is Mr. R for now. I don’t think that I will ever be the same after this. Mr. R had made me excited about going to Language Arts, which in all other grades I hated. I think that I hated Language Arts in all the other grades because we only did school writing. School writing is something Mr. R didn’t want. Mr. R made me start liking to write. I am proud to have had him as a teacher.
