From the Archives, way back when

couple years ago for my birthday Mom gave me a giant book filled with nearly everything I'd ever written in my life. She had saved the best stuff from my 3rd grade cursive practicing to high school reports to college papers. This book is full of priceless treasures. I love to peruse through it every so often and chuckle at the funny things I would say, my terrible spelling, and my creative little mind. Since we've had a couple of snowy days this week I thought I'd post this little treasure, "White Sight" from April 1991, age 9.

 

And since we're now on the topic of the SAVOR, I'll throw in this little gem: my 9 year old testimony from March 1991.

Priceless.