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When I was in the third grade, we were given an assignment to create a miniature version of our perfect bedroom. We were to do it in a shoebox. That was the exact assignment: the perfect bedroom.
So I created my perfect bedroom. It had pink walls and a pink carpet and a gold bed that was attached high to the wall.
The teacher gave me a 'C' and said I had not used my imagination. I didn't understand. She hadn't told us to use our imagination. She told us to create our perfect bedroom and I did. That was my perfect bedroom. A pink room with a golden bed high up where only I could get in it. A golden bed where I would be safe. That was my idea of perfection. I didn't need fancy things. I didn't need a television. I didn't need toys. I just needed a safe bed.
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(Anonymous)
2004-08-06 02:07
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The teacher sounds like she had her idea of a perfect bedroom and wanted everyone else to create it for her. If teachers ask for peoples opinions and then get them, they shouldn't be upset if they're not the same as theirs.
Your perfect bedroom sounds very much like your perfect bedroom:-) I don't know if I can give you an A, but I can give you some pink paint:-) Or maybe some gold leaf and time to tool your bed. (Reply to this) (Thread) |
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