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First Person Narrative

Junior has to write an essay over the weekend. His first big-boy homework! The subject is “My First ____”. They had to brainstorm ideas for a topic, then they had to fill in a sheet that basically was a way of drafting the essay. He was actually pretty far along with it already, so I have no doubt this one is in the bag.

His essay is “My First Red Sox Game” which happened to occur a month or so ago. That’s right, my son, the nine year old, had never been to a game, mostly because it’s impossible to get tickets. These were the crappy seats you get for free (one game) when you join Red Sox Nation.

Anyhoo, he and I got to talking about First Person Narratives that you just don’t want to read. He and I started a list, and I will continue it for you.

My First Diaper Rash
The First Time I Ate Peas
My First Poo
The First Time I Watched Blue’s Clues
My First Big Boy Underwear

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  1. Sweener

     /  October 5, 2007

    At least he didn’t come up with My First Beer.

  2. Jody

     /  October 5, 2007

    Ya. Maybe for 12th grade…(I was 18 when I had mine. I still don’t “love” the taste of it.)

  3. Anji

     /  October 9, 2007

    With your literary genes he’ll go far that boy. Has he started blogging yet?

  4. Anonymous

     /  October 9, 2007

    Before you know it, it will be “my first girlfriend”.. Jerry

  5. Jody

     /  October 12, 2007

    He kind of has a girl he’s liked for a couple of years, but I get the stink-eye when I refer to her as his girlfriend, which is the way I like it! And Anji – he really resists writing, and I don’t know why. Doesn’t get that from me!