As a child, I loved to write. The pencil was an extension of my hand and mind.  I found that all the stories in my head could be released onto beautiful blank white paper.  This revelation was exciting to me.  I couldn’t wait to jot down my stories. It took me some time to realize that not everyone in the world finds writing fun and adventurous.  It wasn’t until I became a teacher that I learned that there are children who have trouble getting their stories down on paper.