I totally freaked inside.
It was in Mr. Curry’s 9th grade English class. He told us our new weekly assignment. Every week we would write about our thoughts and feelings and turn them in to be graded. Read them?! Grade them?!
I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t want to journal. And I especially didn’t want to journal for grades. I was certain my feelings and thoughts weren’t A or B worthy. In fact, I was even more certain they weren’t appropriate for my 9th grade English teacher.
I had to make a decision. One that could affect my grade – a grade that would determine if I moved into advanced English the next year. A grade that could help get me into college. Now I know this sounds dramatic but I was 14. It was SUPER dramatic.
Would I write lies? Would I be a fraud? I couldn’t do it. And I definitely couldn’t write about my actual thoughts and feelings.
I decided to go rogue and hope for the best. You know – don’t ask for permission. Ask for forgiveness.
I wrote out the lyrics to Thank You by Led Zeppelin as my first journal entry and guess what? I got an A. Every week I wrote lyrics to a song that moved me. It was how I expressed my feelings and he got it. He accepted it and let me to do the assignment in a way that worked for me.
We don’t have to accept things without question.
Just because someone says you have to do something in a particular way doesn’t mean you have to. Ask questions. Speak up when something doesn’t feel right. Share your ideas. Because we all think and do things differently. And the world should know your perspective!