I remember the day all too well.
It was a Tuesday morning and another typical day in the life of a fourth grader.
It had rained earlier in morning and the dew was already collecting over the
fog stricken grass. Condensation covered my hand as I turned the doorknob, cold
air rushed past my body as I entered Mrs. Bullock’s fourth grade English class.
“Take your seats, put your tubs
under your desk, and take out your poems we had started yesterday,” said Mrs.
Bullock in her high ear piercing, nail scratching voice. The day was already
shaping out to be a long one. All until my “girlfriend” walked through the door
the wind blowing past her soft, blond hair. As she passes a note expertly falls
into my lap. We had mastered the art of note passing. We developed many
foolproof ways to get our love notes to and from each other and had never
ceased to be caught. Or so we thought.
So? What do you think of my first paragraph? Does its closing make you want to read more or put it down? Are their any improvements I could make? I do have some minor changes to make, but other the that this is my full final (so far) first paragraph. Please leave a comment so I can have something to respond to or know what are some changes that me other peers that I did not meet with have to say. Thanks again! Can't wait for the next blog!