Happy Friday, folks!
Our regularly scheduled Friday Night Drabble Party will not air tonight so I can bring you this Special Presentation. Friday Night Drabble Party will return next week in its regular time.
(Anybody else picturing the CBS graphic they used to use way back when? Just me? Oh, well…)
So, the reason I have a Special Presentation is because on the drive in to drop the kids at school, my son showed me his essay on science. He said his teacher liked the class’s essays so much she had them type them up so they could be displayed and shown to the rest of the school.
I didn’t get a chance to read the essay until I was walking into work and I have to say I was tickled pink by it! It was the third sentence that got me. I was so taken by it that I decided to post it here on my site.
Some of you reading this have kids and will know where I’m coming from. Some of you don’t have kids and will think I’m just being silly. I’m not. Trust me. I see the spark that is here in this essay and also the budding voice. I even see similarities in the writing style and my own which is PRETTY FREAKING COOL!
So kick back, relax and have a beer because it’s time for SCIENCE!
The Nature Of Science
Disclaimer: For those of you that insist on perfection, please understand that my son is in sixth grade. Just read it for what it is and please remember that this is my son. I’ll rip you a new one if you get all nerdy on this. Seriously. I don’t write horror and violent scifi because I’m a meek dork that wears kitten sweaters. Nope, I’m a bad-ass dork that wears sweaters made from kittens! And I’m not above hunting down petty, snark heads and making sweaters from them either. You have been warned.
(How’d you like the over protective dad shtick? Convincing? It should be… *narrows eyes in warning glare*)
Oh, chill people. I’m just playing around. …Or am I?
Okay, I’m done with the uber-disclaimer. Have a great Friday!