When I was in the sixth grade, our teacher would give us a topic on the chalk board and we had to write in our journal about it. Being creative, I made each day a poem. My teacher actually submitted one of my poems, and it was published in a young writers anthology. I'm pretty sure they accepted any submission, but I will never forget the day the book arrived. My dad ordered multiple copies. I will never forget his expression.
I'd like to think I wrote much more age-appropriate and more serious poems back then, but here is the poem that my teacher submitted (I mean really, how inspiring can the topic "worms" be?). My really silly poem: