Writer to Writer
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Summer 2018
Writer
to Writer is a statewide writing challenge for adult learners in public library
literacy programs. Adult learners are invited to read a book of their choice
and then write a personal letter to the author of that book, sharing with the
author their thoughts and opinions as to how the book affected them.
This
year, 86 learners participated in the Writer to
Writer challenge. Out of those 86, two learners from the Los Angeles Public Library Adult
Literacy Program were recognized for their courageous and inspiring
letters: Level 2 Runner-Up Magdalena Ortega and Level 3 Winner Elaheh
Kazempour. Here are their award winning submissions!
Magdalena’s
letter to Mr. Keyes Dear Mr. Keyes, Your book Flowers for Algernon was brought
to my attention by my daughter who is reading it in middle school. She told me
the main character named Charlie wanted to be smart. And I can relate to the
character because I feel this way also. So as I began to read the story I felt
as if it was me you were writing about. I always feel dumb. I decided to read
the book because I wanted to know if Charlie had a good outcome. I can relate
to Charlie because I struggle with wanting to be smart and I avoid having
conversations with people because I am afraid I won’t understand what they
might be talking about.
Elaheh’s
letter to Charlotte Bronte Dear Charlotte, When I was a teenager, I remember
well that I was reading your book Jane Eyre on a cold winter night. I was
standing at the window watching snowflakes falling slowly on the ground.
Everyone was sleeping. I opened the door and went to the yard. I lay down on
the ground with snow sitting on my body and face. It was midnight, and I was
very scared. I was wet, cold, and hungry too. Jane, Helen, and all other
orphans at Lowood must have felt the same. Through darkness and snow, I saw a
figure. It looked like the ghost of a woman. I thought it was you Charlotte.
Was it really you or was I imagining things? Were you trying to tell me
something? I ran back to my room, and hid under the blanket. READ
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