Ang Ngipin ni Buknoy

I had my first shot on making children story books last year when our social science teachers asked us to make, as a project, one for cancer-stricken children. The experience was a mix of fun and frustration. Why? Because as an avid writer, I aim perfection with everything I write. . I realized then that writing for children is more challenging than writing to a general audience because there are a lot of restrictions in terms of style and plot. Moreover, the illustrations weren’t good. I remember Ma’am Bawagan commenting that the drawings looked like they were made by the sick children themselves. And perhaps, I no longer think like a child anymore.

After learning that the 2nd quarter project was a story book, I felt both dread and excitement: excitement because I can’t wait to prove to myself that I have improved, and dread because I don’t want things to be turning upside down again.

Now, I am thankful. Firstly, I definitely made a better script and storyline (although the plot was not my type). Secondly, since I am with Shayne and Patrick, the illustrations were lovely.

I am thankful because I got the chance to improve the way I write for children. However, I did not help much with the illustrations. I guess my inability to draw well is hopeless now. Oh well… that is life. One has to have both strengths and weaknesses.

In conclusion, the story book was an all-fun experience for me. I learned new ways to improve myself, and that made everything worthy to be cherished.