As co-sponsor of National Honor Society on my campus, I get to help determine membership and officers for the next year. It is that time of year. My friend and colleague (the real sponsor) has been reviewing officer applications. She sent me this delightful piece, written by one of my current AP English students.
What follows is a clever, and entertaining example of the kind of writing students will do, if we give them the opportunity to be themselves on the page– no restrictions, no required form. Just time and space.
Michelle submitted this for her Officer Candidate Bio for NHS President. Read it and see if you get what she’s done here:
Dark Horse: I’ll serve you like a “Dark Horse”.
Happy: Because I’m “Happy”, clap along if you feel like NHS is the best.
All of Me: Cause “All of Me” will serve all of you.
The Man: Well, you can tell everybody, I’m “The Man”, I’m the Man, I’m the Man, Yes I am, Yes I am, Yes I am.
Say Something: “Say Something”, I’ll always listen to you.
Timber: It’s going down, I’m yelling “Timber”, you better move, you better serve.
Counting Stars: Lately I been, I been losing sleep, Dreaming about the things that we could be, But baby, I been, I been prayin’ hard, Said no more counting dollars, We’ll be counting hours.
I’ll Make a Man Out of You: Let’s get down to business, To defeat these hours, They did send me leaders, when I asked for flowers. You’re the greatest bunch I ever met, But you can bet before we’re through Mister, “I’ll Make a Leader Out Of You.”
Let It Go: “Let It Go”, let it go, Can’t hold it back anymore, Let it go, let it go, go ahead and serve even more.
Thrift Shop: I’m gonna pop some events, Only got seven days in a week, I – I – I’m hunting, looking for a come-up, This is super awesome.
I Will Always Love You: And I… will always help you, ooh. Will always help you.
Can’t Hold Us: Can we go back, this is the moment, This year is our year, we’ll serve ’til forever, So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us, Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Do You Want to Build a Snowman: “Do You Want to Build a Snowman”, then please vote for Michelle P.











In chasing this rabbit, I started thinking about how we learn how to ride a bike. Think back to when you first learned to ride. Too long ago? What about when you taught a child to ride a bike. How did you start? Was your first attempt successful? I can remember WATCHING the older kids on the block cruising around, and I remember being jealous because they could go places so much faster than I could on foot. I also remember riding along WITH my dad on the back of his bike in a little seat. As we rode TOGETHER he would like to play tricks on me by leaning his weight to one side or the other, and thought I was going to fall out, but as he leaned he would EXPLAIN how leaning to one side or the other would help me make the turn. Riding along with my dad was great, don’t get me wrong, but I wanted a piece of the action for myself. I remember harassing my father, “But dad, I want to ride my own bike!” When my father finally took me out to teach me how to ride on my own, I have to be honest, I was a little disappointed. He had added these baby wheels to the back of my bike. Can you believe it?! How on earth was I supposed to look cool cruising like the other kids when I had this dead weight to drag around? What’s worse is that my dad didn’t just let me get on and go, he wasted my time EXPLAINING things –like how to brake. To make matters worse, my dad even held on to the back of the seat and FOLLOWED me on my first ride out. I was so annoyed–until I fell over that is . . . then, of course, I was grateful he was right there to help GUIDE me back up. Eventually, with more of my dad’s ASSISTANCE I was able to take a ride on my own, but it certainly wasn’t without a lot of his help in the beginning.

