The sound of his teacher’s voice droned in Jack’s ears. Today the class was learning about writing. Jack hated writing more than any other subject. He could never find a topic that interested him. His mind started floating somewhere else, beyond the classroom. In seconds he was in a dark, damp castle. Sounds from the other side of the stone walls echoed throughout the corridors, the gate house, and even the barbican. The noises suddenly turned into a chanting of his name!
Jack jerked his head up from his desk. He had done it again. He had drifted away in boredom and entered his own world of wonder and possibilities. His teacher, Miss Darway, had no patience left.
“Jack, I’ve had enough of your daydreaming during my class. Tomorrow, after school, I want to meet with you!”
“I can’t Miss D! I’m going to be playing with Molly,” Jack blurted out.
“That’s just going to have to wait.” As soon as their conversation ended the bell rang. It was the end of the day. Jack was walking to the outer doors when Molly caught up to him.
“Jack! I heard the conversation you had with Miss D. I know you can write!”
“Molly I hate writing. I can’t even stay awake in class!”
“Well, I gotta run. You got this Jack.”
The following day, at the end of class, everybody left except for Jack and Miss Darway.
“So I’ve been thinking…” Miss Darway began “…if you just try, you might really enjoy writing.”
“Miss D I do try! It’s just plain boring.”
“I’ve seen your artwork Jack, you have great ideas. All you need to do is write about something you enjoy.” Jack thought about the typical ideas…Why should you read books?…Why eat healthy foods? Then it hit him, he could write about his dreams! Jack began to write. When he was done he had an amazing story.
Miss Darway had helped him find his inspiration! It changed his life forever.