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The Young Writer's Club {week 1}

Anna and Jack both wanted to participate in the Young Writer's Club when I told them about it. I did Jack's in an interview style, since he cannot yet write. Anna wrote and typed up hers all by herself!

"Where would you most like to live and why?"

Anna:

I'll like to live at home becuase I want to live with my family and play with my friends and play baseball with my Dad.

Jack:

  me: Where would you most like to live?

  Jack: ummm...the beach!

  me: Why?

  Jack: If there's a beach house for sale, so we can go to our beach. We can play in the water and make sandcastles. I think that's it for my 'card'. (He then signed his name to the paper on which I was dictating his thoughts.)

I can see that this will be a good exercise in writing. Already Anna noticed that her original sentence contained a lot of the word "like". She made some changes herself and then we discussed different ways to say that you like something without actually using the word.

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  1. Hi Jenny! Just stopping by after your comment over at my blog. Looking forward to following you here. Thanks for the comment! Glad you liked the wedding bands with baby feet photo...steal away! I borrowed it from a photographer friend of mine ;)

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  2. Another one for the beach! It looks like you'll have a lot of good company, Jack. :-) Anna, I completely agree with with you. There's no place like home!

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  3. I was amazed that none of my boys said where we presently live, since they're so vehemently opposed to moving. Anna, home is the best place to live! It's where all the people we love are. Jack, I love the beach, too. I definitely want to live there at least half the year.

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