*MamaKat's Writer's Workshop Post*
Dear Charcoal Sticks,
You are the greatest! I love how your dusty dark qualities cover my tiny fingers and allow me to pretend that I am a Labrador like my favorite Dalmatians in my favorite childhood movie. I enjoy being able to manipulate you into the form of whatever it is I'm drawing.
A Black-Finger-Tipped Aspiring Artist
Dear Thick Blanket,
Thank you for keeping me so warm at night. I really appreciate it. And lately I'm appreciating you more and more because I've been ever so ill and you manage to keep my shivering body warm all through the night.
If ever I am sick again I will search for your comfort, your warmth, and your blanket-y strength. Your soft green fibers tenderly caress my delicate skin and I don't know how I've managed to get by all these years without your presence. It seems as though now other blankets do not exist in my small little world - but only you.
Once Cold But Now HOT Little Lady
Dear Art 111 Class,
You make my Tuesdays and Thursdays worth living. Just entering your classroom brightens my outlook on life. It's like the sun always shines and all the clouds have lovely silver linings.
Every time I attend class I find something new out about myself. And plus there are three friends I enjoy company with. We all find you quite amazing and full of all things wonderful. I will miss you deeply next semester when my Tuesdays and Thursdays are no longer filled with your epic glory.
Not only have you managed to grant my artistic skills some knowledge, but you've managed to advance my friendships as well. I'm part of a group in that class. I kick butt at charcoal which I didn't know I could do and you've also fueled my desire to become an art teacher.
Don't ever change.
Someone Who Will Cry At The End Of The Semester Because Of Your Absence In Her Life
Dear Prince Charming,
Don't think I forgot about you. Your letter is coming though, just not in this post because it's a little early. :-)
Love You Lots,