"Good luck in English! Ms. Wilson said she was going to talk about passion next class. How weird!" said Amanda. She had been my best friend since 4th grade. "Oh, well, thanks for the heads up" I said as I walked to English class.
"Hello Ms.Wilson!" I said. Ms. Wilson was already writing on her board. This time, as Amanda said, she was going to about something odd. With her beautifully perfect hand writing, Ms. Wilson wrote "What is Passion?" with a bright, inky, right out of the box Expo marker. I walked in and sat on my usual desk.
"Okay ! Today will not be a usual day. So put your books away and let's get started."We all put our books away while we muttered. "So. today we will talk about passion. Does anyone know what Passion is?
Since no one raised their hand, Ms.Wilson Continued talking. "Passion is a great part of your life. Your passion will always be in your thoughts and in your feelings. What you feel for your passion is an uncontrollable enthusiasm. Your passion is usually an activity that you love and that you do very often. Your passion will always be part of you!"
After these powerful words Ms.Wilson just said, everyone was looking at her in awe. I finally understood what passion really was. It was not something weird like Amanda said, it was something beautiful that always lives inside us.
After English class I went to my locker to put my notebook away. " Hey! How was your class" Amanda said. "It was awesome. I found something in me that I never noticed before." "Really, what is it? "Passion" I said. " I know what passion is and what MY passion is! My passion is art!"