Recently, ACSD (=a certain Shiputzim daughter) had to write something about “challenges” for her school’s English newspaper.
Here’s her submission:
A Challenging Assignment
One day, my teacher told us to write a story about challenges for the school newspaper. It was a big challenge for me to think what to write.
I sat at my desk and thought what to write. I wrote and erased, wrote and erased. I crumpled up the paper and threw it out. I asked my mother, my father, my brothers, and my sisters for ideas, but they could not help me.
The deadline for the assignment was getting closer and closer, and I still had nothing. I wanted to write a story, but I did not even know where to start.
I moved to the computer room, but I had nothing to type. When I was lying in bed, I thought. On my way to school, I thought. During school, I thought. After school, I thought. But I still could not come up with an idea.
The night before the assignment was due, I stayed up late thinking. Finally, my mother said that I should go to sleep. I had no choice, and so I went to bed.
I realized that the next day, I would have no story about a challenge…
Great job, ACSD!
!שבת שלום ומבורך