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Lett’s
Set
a
Spell:
Back
to
School…as
a
Guest
Author
When
I
was
growing
up
in
Buckhorn
community
in
Lee
County,
on
a
big
farm
where
King
Tobacco
reigned
and
constant
chores
dominated
our
lives,
I
loved
going
to
school.
In
first
grade
at
Broadway
School,
I
thought
I
had
died
and
gone
to
heaven
when
I
learned
to
read.
I
devoured
every
book
in
the
classroom
and
checked
out
others
from
the
library.
As
I
moved
up
through
the
grades
I
discovered
that
I
enjoyed
writing.
When
I
received
my
final
report
card
from
Frances
Currie
after
seventh
grade,
she
sent
a
note
saying
that
my
essays
were
high
school
level.
Later
in
ninth
grade
English,
a
practice
teacher
from
Campbell
College
(now
University)
in
Buies
Creek
asked
us
students
to
write
a
reflective
story.
Since
I
loved
walking
in
the
woods,
sitting
under
trees,
and
feeding
the
ducks
at
our
pond,
I
wrote
about
Mother
Nature.
I
called
my
piece
of
prose
“Remembering”
and
noted:
“Mother
Nature
embraces
me
in
her
loving
arms.
No
other
place
in
the
universe
can
bring
me
the
satisfaction
I
receive
here
in
(the
woods)
and
though
this
peace
can
only
be
temporary,
it
is
wonderful.”
“I
know
that
Mother
Nature
will
never
know
how
much
I
love
her
world,
yet
I
continue
to
surrender
my
mind
and
heart
to
her.
Though
she
is
as
naked
as
birth
and
as
innocent
as
white
she
knows
my
outside
world
and
helps
me
through
my
heartaches
like
no
human
can
do.”
The
next
day
the
teacher
announced
that
my
essay
was
so
good
he
would
put
it
on
display
in
a
glass
case
on
the
college
campus.
His
comments
inspired
me
to
consider
teaching
English,
but
serving
as
editor
of
the
high
school
newspaper
shifted
my
focus
to
writing
about
current
events.
Later,
I
received
a
journalism
scholarship
at
UNC-Chapel
Hill,
earned
my
degree,
and
went
on
work
in
various
aspects
of
media,
including
newspapers,
magazines,
and
television.
For
10
years
I
owned
a
public
relations/marketing
company
in
Raleigh
but
in
1998
decided
to
focus
on
creative
writing.
Many
moons
later,
as
an
author,
I
have
the
opportunity
to
speak
in
schools.
Recently
I
presented
programs
at
Millingport
Elementary
School
in
Albemarle,
where
I
discussed
my
work
as
a
writer
to
several
groups
of
students
ranging
from
kindergarten
through
eighth
grade.
They
came
to
the
media
center
to
hear
me
share
stories
about
my
school
days,
my
childhood
and
career
experiences,
and
my
current
books.
In
the
cafeteria
I
loved
socializing
with
teachers
and
students.
Like
them,
I
ate
a
hot
dog,
macaroni
and
cheese,
raw
carrots
and
broccoli,
and
drank
my
milk.
The
principal
treated
each
child
to
a
MoonPie
and
RC
Cola…a
treat
symbolic
of
my
nostalgia
books.
During
my
programs
I
praise
my
teachers
at
Broadway
School
who
had
encouraged
me
to
develop
my
talents.
I
urge
the
students
to
read,
to
appreciate
their
teachers,
and
to
also
listen
to
their
parents
and
kinfolks
tell
stories
about
their
lives.
I
encourage
these
young
minds
to
soak
up
every
morsel
of
knowledge
available
and
to
take
advantage
of
every
opportunity
to
learn.
Today
I
enjoy
giving
back
to
schools
a
token
of
the
insights
I
gained
in
my
numerous
classes
from
many
dedicated
teachers.
If
I
can
motivate
students
to
believe
in
themselves,
to
develop
their
natural
gifts,
and
to
strive
for
excellence
I
can
achieve
my
life’s
goal:
to
express
myself
as
a
writer
and
speaker
and
to
inspire
others
to
greatness.
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