I went to a wonderful grade school, Garrettford Elementary, in Drexel Hill, PA, that focused on creative activities for their students from the visual arts to music. Every year and for every grade our school district held the Young Author’s Award competition, where children focused on creative writing and coming up with their own stories. The teachers even printed up our stories, let us illustrate them, and bound them. We felt published!
Below is a gallery of my entry for my 3rd grade class. Those are my drawings as well. I won! I’m still proud of myself! I feel that in today’s world I would have been sent for psychiatric treatment after my teachers read my story. No one shamed me for my little girl macabre sensibilities. I was encouraged. And I still like skulls.