I smiled as I watched him hard at work. He didn't ask any questions, not even how to spell anything. (I was actually glad because I wanted it to be his own special book, imperfections and all.) He only paused once to think about where he wanted the ogres to go. Then he kept right on working until finally I saw the words "The End," along with his beaming little face. Then he held my hand, pulled me to couch, and snuggled in to read me his very first story...
Memories flooded back of helping my first graders write their very first stories... but when it's your own first grader, it's even more special! I hugged Jacob tight and told him I would keep his book forever... and I will.
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