She entered the classroom with some trepidation
It had taken her courage to overcome her hesitation
Clutching her satchel, an empty seat she occupied
Nervously, she looked around, other women in groups she spied
Of course they looked much more confident
They must be better at expressing their sentiments
Self-doubt filled her, she wondered what had made her come here
A creative writing course existed in another hemisphere…
*
As the class began, nervously herself she introduced
A homemaker from India was hardly enough to enthuse
This group of preppy, well-dressed local women
Who appeared to have much more creative acumen
Or so she thought, however the idea she proposed
For her literary debut, albeit somewhat verbose,
Was hailed as something interesting and unique
In comparison to others’ ideas, her’s was definitely not weak..
*
Soon they were writing chapters and reading them out
Hearing some bad writing melted away her doubts
Several of her classmates wrote stuff that she would classify
As completely unreadable, her expectations were high
She knew she had a good story to tell, and the knack
Of keeping her audience hooked, enticing them to come back
To her story to know what happened next-
She peppered her stories with various subtexts
*
It came as no surprise that as the course neared completion
Only two participants had reached conclusion
Of their summer writing projects, and it was abundantly clear
That her writing had potential- she had nothing to fear
*
Her story was set on two continents and moved skilfully
Between past and present, weaving myth and reality
Liberal use of Indian proverbs made her language one of a kind
Her instructor, duly impressed, helped her find
A suitable publisher for her manuscript, ready and revised
It turned out to be a decision quite wise
The book was designed with interesting illustrations
Within a short period it became a sensation
*
If you ask her about the book, she would start
From the first day of class, when she did not have the heart
To go forward with the course- yet now she says
Her making it to the class was a sign in a way..
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I taught creative writing to 3rd and 4th graders–so much fun. A child’s mind is so full of imagination. This was wonderful!
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