While packing boxes yesterday, I ran across my Poetry Book, written and compiled in sixth grade. In honor of Thanksgiving, I give you an acrostic:
Hmm, little did I know that would mean “domestic scientist!” And how ironic that I never took a day of chemistry in my life.
There is much to be thankful for, this year and always. I’m working on remembering that on a daily basis. Everyone have a great, happy Thanksgiving, and give extra hugs to those who are dear to you.
In THIS Life 
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November 27, 2008 at 10:59 am
Diana
How cute! Somewhere around here I have a “Thankful” book I wrote in Kindergarten. Among the things I was thankful for, my house, my brother, pumpkins and spiders.
November 27, 2008 at 8:11 pm
Heather
Very sweet. You were a great writer even back then!
I tagged you with a meme, so check my blog… quick and easy way to get a NaBloPoMo post done!
Heather
November 27, 2008 at 10:43 pm
lauria
How cute! I think it’s interesting that you wrote that you wanted to be a scientist when you “graduated college” and not when you grew up!
November 28, 2008 at 6:52 pm
aimeewrites
Lauria, I think that’s because I was sick of the question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” How many times did we hear that as kids? The question began to grate on my nerves…after a while, it felt so patronizing. LOL
November 28, 2008 at 11:08 pm
Sheri
When I grow up I want to be a student, forever and ever…