Originally posted on 7/16/2008.
If Billy Collins could turn into a library, maybe he could change me into something new, a birthday cake made for one purpose—to make others happy. Or a mirror to help other see how they truly look. But they would not appreciate the mirror they look into. I am not unhappy, to say the least, but a change does not come unwanted. It could be a change for the better. Maybe Collins could change me into a raindrop or a pen, almost out of ink. Or a chalkboard. If only I could close my eyes and open them, not as a person but as a chalkboard filled with scribbled, brilliant, dusty ideas and theories. Ideas that not only will help me, but they will also teach others and help other people and students learn what I have learned in the past. I would be able to look into the faces of the students learning because of my being and smile.
By Lauren, 12th grade
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