With seasonal poetry, a fish story and a description of a trip to Epcot, “All About Me” is filled with great reading. All of it written and illustrated by my 12-year-old nephew, Drew.
He’s an author, and I’m lucky enough to be a recipient of a copy of his book.
In a stroke of teacher genius that impresses the aspiring author in me rather than makes me yearn for the good ol’ days, the students in my nephew’s class each created a book over the course of the past school year and had it published.
Any books I created back in the day were made with construction paper and yarn. His is full-color and perfect bound.
In the stylized words of my 17-year-old stepson when he sees something he likes: “Vera nahhhhce.”
Here’s a poetic, punctuation-free excerpt:
A climb up a tree
Well classmates I’ll tell you
Life for me hasn’t been an easy climb up a tree
I’ve had weak branches
And broken ones too
And pine needles in my face
But all this time I’ve been climbing on up
And grabbing tighter
And climbing faster
And sometimes my hands were full of sap
And there wasn’t an end
So classmates just hang on
We’re almost there
I’m still going classmates
Don’t stop now
For I’m still climbing
Life hasn’t been an easy tree climb