This is me BOOK 3

Chapter 3 School blues

My POV

Today has been a fantastic day at school. I got a 95 on my history test, which is my highest grade for this class. I had art class, which is my ultimate favorite activity. I can spend hours in that class. I love my teacher as well, she inspires me to try new things. At first I really only drew. I drew mostly animals of all kinds. I then started copying pictures that I would see in magazines, paintings, or even on the school walls. My art teacher asked me one day if I ever just drew from my own imagination? She told me to picture some object in my mind, and then draw it. I tried it out and loved it. My first picture I drew was of my brother Steve jr. at first I thought the picture looked funny, but everyone who saw it knew the picture was of a little boy. I was proud that my drawings were recognizable. I began really focusing on details. My art teacher then suggested that instead of always using normal drawing pencils, I could use colored pencils. I gave it a try, and my pictures looked more realistic with the added color. I recently started using paint to make portraits. Every new thing I try with art, I fall in love with. I would do so good in school if art was the only subject taught.

I was in my free period talking with Chelsea, and Wanda. The three of us were making plans to go to the mall Thursday to buy matching pajamas for Wandas slumber party. I just started explaining to them that we would have to have an adult with us for my father to even think about allowing me to go, when I heard my name being called over the loud speaker. I was being called to the principals office. 

I got a pass from my teacher and started walking to the main office. I knew my father was coming to school for a meeting today, and I was nervous that I was in a lot of trouble. The closer I got to the office the faster my heart was beating. I walked into the office and the secretary told the principal I was there. I waited until the principal came out of his office to get me. As I walked into the principals office, I saw my dad sitting at one of the chairs across from the principals desk. I find it funny how even sitting down, my father towers over everyone and everything. My dads muscles make him to small for most chairs. He always looks like he is squished between the two arms.

I couldn't read my fathers expression, but he didn't look mad, which is an expression I can easily see on my fathers face. I took a seat next to my dad and he patted my knee (phew that's a sign he is in a good mood)My principal was the first to talk.

Anissa I asked you to come to the office today, because I was just having a discussion with your father about your art drawings.

My drawings?

Yes, it seems your teacher Miss Gibbs really feels that you are a talented young lady. She has been admiring your newest artwork lately, and entered a one of them in a junior sketch competition. 

What is that?

It is a contest where all art teachers in the state of Florida, are allowed to enter artwork from 5 of their students who they feel have extreme potential, and could possibly win. There are a few steps in the competition. The first step is when 8 judges evaluate all the artwork submitted by the Florida teachers. Those judges have to decide on one artist out of the five nominated by each school. There can only be one artist to represent their school.

So out of the five kids that Miss Gibbs entered only one can win?

Yes

What does the winner get?

The artist chosen to represent their school, has their winning artwork placed in the trophy case of their school. They also move on to step two in the competition. Step two is when 5 different judges must decide on a winner between the artists chosen from each school. This means each school in Florida has 1 winner, those winners will then have their artwork evaluated by those 5 judges until there is only 1 winner in total. That winner is awarded the pleasure of representing Florida in the state art competition.