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A LETTER TO MY SELF AS A STORYTELLER

Dearest Rashidah,

Remember when all you wanted was to write stories? Back in boarding school, during the 2nd Term of Primary Six, you sat in the empty amphitheatre and wrote a fictional story for a friend. You slipped it into her book one day as a surprise.

A few days later, all your classmates were talking about the story. You felt upset that she shared it with them. However, looking back, it was a compliment to your writing prowess. You could write an interesting and gripping story at that age.

Fast forward to high school. The English teacher always read your exam composition stories in class as an example of a well-written story. Composition writing was your favourite topic. Writing a plot-intense story in a few words came so naturally to you that you didn’t realize how hard it was for others. But now, you get it. You are born to write. You are gifted with the ability to tell stories.

Your story, The Sidewalk, didn’t emerge as 1st Runner-Up in the inaugural Writivism competition by luck. You are a good storyteller. You are a good writer. I know you have grappled with impostor syndrome and self-doubt all your life, but look at what you have accomplished. Imagine what you can do if you become intentional and consistent with your craft. What a force you would be, huh?

Don’t ever give up on yourself, Rashidah. Never stop writing. One day, you will sit at the table of the greatest and most inspirational writers to ever grace the earth.

Love,

Future Rashidah.

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