I got a call this afternoon from my eldest daughter, who told me a week or so ago she had entered a ‘sports journalism’ competition at her school. Last week was school sports day, and the 150 pupils in her year were charged with writing an article on the event.
Frustratingly, she gets really self-conscious about her writing, which in my view (it would be wouldn’t it) is way beyond her tender years. Consequently I can’t get her to send her work anywhere, even though I’m sure she’d get published in a heartbeat.
Anyway, the entries for her competition were judged by Alex Spink, Sports Writer for the Daily Mirror. My daughter’s entry was marked equal second out of a hundred and fifty, with the judge commenting:
“Spot the tabloid writer of the future! You have taken a theme – namely the
humiliation of the teachers at Sports Day – and really had some fun with
it. Less detail than the other pieces but it certainly made for an
entertaining read. Good stuff.”
I’m incredibly proud – can’t you tell? – and would love to find a way to encourage her to write more. I’m also genuinely grateful to her school for constantly finding compelling ways to make schooldays memorable and fun. But for now, it’s enough to know that I’m not the only one that thinks her work is great!