Hey y’all! So I was thinking about books and writing for obvious reasons and decided that my favorite book needed more recognition on a writing blog than just a title. You might be wondering what this book may be, so I will tell you eventually….
Just like many other people, I love Dr. Suess. And his book, “Oh, The Places You’ll Go” is my favorite book!
Last year in 9th grade we had to write college application essays and the prompt I found was to write about your favorite book. This is my essay:
As a second grader, I liked to start at the end. Whether it was with homework, a
list of chores, books, or dessert. So when I read, “Oh, the places you’ll go” it wasn’t only
the colorful pictures that stood out to me, but the last paragraph, too. Now I wasn’t
Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray or even Moredecai Ali Van Allen O’Shea, but I wanted to
move mountains and get on my way. Admittedly, the first thing I did was not move
mountains or even help my mom, but find a dictionary to see what “dexterous and deft”
meant.
As I grew, my idea of moving mountains transformed like a malleable object,
molding to my life like clay. At ten years old, all I cared about was school, and playing
with my friends. Oh, the places I went! There was fun to be done! There were points to
be scored and games to be won, and the magical things I could do with that ball or my
brain, made me the winning-est, winner of all, or so I thought. In reality my biggest
accomplishments were winning basketball games and spelling bees, but for me that
was enough.
Regardless, I became so confused in the midst of sixth-grade chaos that I started
to race down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace, and ground on for miles
crossing weirdish wild space, headed I feared toward the most useless place. The
waiting place, where I waited for a sign to show me what I was supposed to do, or for
someone to tell me who I was supposed to be.
A year later, I moved to a new city and a new paragraph. I wasn’t feeling like
myself, and un-slumping was not easily done. In order to squish my own personal
mountain, I had to see a whole range of others. A few good friends and a new
perspective helped me realize that helping others is what I enjoyed doing. I was given
the opportunity to use my leadership skills to help people that never realized their own
potential, and those who were telling them they didn’t have any.
Suddenly, teenage years brought so many choices. From choosing which sports
to play, and who to be friends with, to more major problems such as figuring out how to
express myself. I looked up and down streets, looked ‘em over with care. About some I
said, I do not choose to go over there. I have a few good ideas of what I want to be, but
not a definite answer on where I want my life to go. What I do know is that I’ll always
keep moving.
In the end, this book gave me my not only my favorite word, but also my favorite
idea; possibilities. I could change the world, just as this book has changed mine.
Although I’ve grown and matured, much has stayed the same. I still believe in starting at
the end and eating dessert first, but I’ve finally reached a new beginning of possibilities.
Today is my day, I’m off to great places, I’m off and away.
I hope y’all like it! Let me know what you’re favorite book is down below! Love you guys!
-Aspen AKA A Child At Heart
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