Short writing exercise from one of my education classes:
I remember smoggy room, smelling like burning ground beef. Mom cooks. I'm doing math on the island table @ the "early bird" spot (the best seat/chosen seat b/c it's closest to the Television). Julie and I do homework while watching "Friends." Dad walks in wearing white button shirt and tie, suit jacket in hand, computer bag weighing down his back. Mom scolds him, "Don't drive so fast up the driveway!" As she lays a big one on him, dad acknowledges me.
I'm probably wearing my Astros Uniform, and of course my dad's the coach.
After writing this, everyone picked one important phrase from our paragraph. Profound and life-giving statements sang out; I read, "dad acknowledges me."
