I decided that, if the circle did attract anybody, then I would start by asking them to write a couple of paragraphs about themselves. This covered two objectives: a) it allowed us to see who they were, as I have shocking memory; and b) what their scribbling levels were.
Well, I was overwhelmed to see twelve folk sitting awaiting my arrival. I wasn’t late, by the way; they were very early. The nerves kicked in for me then. You see, it’s been a long time since I stood in front of folk and talked, after all.
Ten minutes passed before I got into my stride and began to enjoy it.
I could see from the pieces written that four wouldn’t be back. Not because they were stupid, but it just wasn’t their thing. You can see it from their ink and eyes.
That did bother me later that day, when the happy juices had been flushed from my nervous veins.
I knew that the game homework would only be done by those who were really interested. And I took the negatives from that.
The game goes like this: someone takes hold of the big dictionary, another person picks a page number, a third picks left or right and the book holder picks a word from that column. Easy!
An interesting way in which to learn to write and a good way to learn new words.
I then had two weeks until the next session to allow the black curtain to taint the first session…