In January I gave a presentation on memoir writing to some students at Chris Akkerman School. I wondered how the kids would find writing their life stories and worried if they would find it boring.
That wasn’t the case. They had lots to share and many anecdotes to tell me from their relatively short lives so far. A few weeks later I received a large manila envelope with many, many colourful thank you cards, a few questions and, of course, some memoirs.
Here is my little story.
The second time I went to India with my little sister (who was only three months old then) I met my devil cousin Aman. He was the most naughty boy ever and there is one thing that he did to me, which I will never forget.
He took my aunt’s old stinky perfume and sprayed it on me and called my mom and said I peed in my pants. Now after six years he is coming from India for two to three months for a visit. I wonder what will happen.
I didn’t have the chance to share my memoir during your presentation so I’m going to share it with you right now.
When I was in preschool we were going outside to play on a water-thingy that was filled up with air. I wasn’t able to go outside because I didn’t have my towel so I was sad. Everyone was playing outside while I was playing with toys inside with a teacher.
After I looked in my backpack again and I found my towel so my teacher asked me if I wanted to go outside. But guess what I said?
I said I didn’t want to go outside because I wanted to play with toys.
Poem by Komal
The best author ever
Oh! Isn’t she wonderful?
Really awesome too.
I have a lot of memories. Most of them are funny. One is when it was sports day. Sports day is where you play sports. On that day I wore my pants backwards the whole time.
My memoir by Sikhman:
The time I will never forget. It was in the summer when the greatest thing happened to me. We went to Edmonton. It was fun when we went. On the way to Edmonton we went to Sylvan Lake. In Edmonton we went to our hotel room and it was 9 p.m. and we got pizza and went to sleep. I got to sleep on a cool chair. The next day we went to Tim Horton’s for breakfast. Then last but not least, we went to West Edmonton Mall and went to Galaxyland
I want to share a memoir. By Komal:
I still remember when my grandfather died. I was looking all over for him and everyone said the same thing, “He’s at work.”
I was only one.
My memoir by Shrill:
I have to go to a place and when I go to it we always go in the middle of the night. We’re tired little people and we want to go to sleep.
Good luck bad luck penny
I was walking down the street and I found a penny. I thought it was lucky and I took it.
The next thing you know I had mud all over and my back was hurting because I slipped on a banana peel. So I threw the penny away.
Will the bad luck stop?
Puppy by Diya:
Once upon a time there was a little puppy. That little puppy’s name was Max. Max was a brave little puppy who went on adventures.
His adventures were awesome. He had some problems solving his problems. Then he went to the shelter. A girl name Lea bought him. Both were happy together.
Questions from the classes:
Harleen asked me what my favourite colour is: green.
Do you have a pet? What kind and what is her/his name?
I have a pet cat and her name is Thursday.
Do you have a brother or a sister?
I have two sisters.
Uditi asked me if it’s hard writing non-fiction books.
On one hand, it’s easy to write non-fiction because you’re writing about your life and you know what happened. But on the other hand, you can’t make stuff up like a fiction writer would. So I think it’s harder to write non-fiction.
Sneha wants to know if I have any book ideas for writing.
For non-fiction you could write about what fun things you do in school. You can also interview your parents or grandparents and find out what they used to do at school. You could also ask them to what they remember about being a kid.
For fiction you could write about having a super power. What does having this super power mean? Do you have to rescue everyone?
Some students said they’re keeping diaries (or a journal as Greg from Diary of a Wimpy Kid would call it.)
You have inspired me to keep my own diary. In my diary I could write memoirs of special days. I will also get pages and write a story and then staple the pages together and make a book. My cousin does that. He has about 10 books already.
Tarnpreet asked me:
Did you do any other jobs before you became an author?
Yes, I was a journalist before I became a memoir writer. Being a journalist is good training to becoming an author. As a reporter you learn how to interview people and how to write.
Do you like this job or not?
I love my job as a memoir writer. People have so many cool stories to tell me and I like collecting their tales so other people can read them too.
How many books have you written about yourself?
I wrote one book about myself. It’s about when I lived in the Northwest Territories a few years ago.
How many memoirs have you written?
I’ve written at least five memoirs for other people and hope to write many, many more.
Gurpreet and Aastra asked me if I’m really afraid of squirrels and not bugs or other animals.
Yes, squirrels scare me a lot as you heard in my story. Bugs and other animals don’t really bother me. I did come face-to-snout with a bear once. That was a scary situation.
I received so many compliments and if I ever need a boost I’ll read your thank-you cards over.