Poetry Book
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I’m Amanda D. Petty, and I was born in 1982. I was raised in Henderson, Nevada. I had a drowning accident at 22 months old; because of that, my life is in an electric wheelchair. I’ve got Spastic Cerebral Palsy on my left side of my body. My speech is hard to understand, and sometimes, I can’t get the words out.
God knew this, and at the age of 18, words came into my mind, and I wrote them down. At that time, I had some idea what I wrote; but I had no idea what path I just took. About a month later, these words, layouts, and forms were coming every day. I began to see a pattern. I did my research in books and on the internet. I came to find out that I could become a poet. I wrote two or three poems a day. I was exceedingly diffident showing my heart to others. I thought: “if I’m going to write poetry, I want to know how to write properly.”
On November 30th, 2006, I asked a grade school teacher, Marcene Montgomery to teach me. I wanted to learn about English. She was fine, but I wanted more. I wanted someone to push me to my limits and beyond.
In June of 2006, my sister, Carrie asked me to write a poem for her first son, to put in his baby book. She gave me an object to write about, a silver spoon. Personal, it was a very honor to compose a poem for my nephew. I said that I would. The first poem is: “Your First Spoon”. From that moment, I knew I had found my true joy in life.
I knew a friend that taught English very well. Nancy Lowe taught my Sunday school classes, and I loved her teachings. But, I had no idea that she was an English professor at Weber State University, Utah, United States of America. I was scared and nervous because I thought I wouldn’t understand. But, if I was going to write, then I needed her. On August 7th, 2011, I asked her to teach me. She kindly agreed. On October 26th, 2011, she came to teach me. She was exactly what I needed. She has taught me about the real meaning of ardor. She has completely changed my life, and I love her very much. I never knew I could be pushed so hard, mentally and emotionally until my teacher came and taught me about real, true, deep, and hard work.
On January 7th, 2012, I had the idea to share my gift; but, I knew something was missing, and I didn’t know what. I wrote a few poems for my families and friends. During this time, I hadn’t named my “thing” yet. On March 7th, 2012, I asked my instructor if she would teach me some new styles for my “thing”. She agreed. She taught me, and I picked it up fast. My friend always calls me his “Pretty Petty”. On March 9th, 2012, I named my “thing” to “Pretty Petty Poetry”. On March 18th, 2012, I decided to take a break from writing poetry for my families and friends because I couldn’t handle the stress of both writing for other people and what my teacher taught me.
On April 18th, 2012, Nancy gave me a poetry job. I agreed to do it. When I wrote for my relatives and acquaintances, it was all in fun, and I never thought I could make a business out of writing poetry. She told me that she would pay me. I tried to refuse it; but she told me, if I don’t take the money, she wouldn’t give me anymore jobs. That night, I wrote her poem. The next day, she came to pick up her poem, and she was happy. She gave me the money. When she handed me the green, I felt really good. She said that I could make a real business. That comment made me think. For a week, I thought about it, hard. I prayed about this decision, and a very strong impression came over me. I just knew I made a right choice.
From April 19th, 2012, to July 10th, 2012, I’ve been improving on “Pretty Petty Poetry”, trying to think of everything that I can. During this time, I know He has succored me through this. I believe and know being a poet is a gift from Him, and I want to share my gift with you.
http://www.prettypettypoetry.blogspot.com/
With the money that we raise I would love to make her dream come true by putting all of her poems in a book.. getting her a New Computer , Printer .. and everything to go with it.. Thank you so much...
God knew this, and at the age of 18, words came into my mind, and I wrote them down. At that time, I had some idea what I wrote; but I had no idea what path I just took. About a month later, these words, layouts, and forms were coming every day. I began to see a pattern. I did my research in books and on the internet. I came to find out that I could become a poet. I wrote two or three poems a day. I was exceedingly diffident showing my heart to others. I thought: “if I’m going to write poetry, I want to know how to write properly.”
On November 30th, 2006, I asked a grade school teacher, Marcene Montgomery to teach me. I wanted to learn about English. She was fine, but I wanted more. I wanted someone to push me to my limits and beyond.
In June of 2006, my sister, Carrie asked me to write a poem for her first son, to put in his baby book. She gave me an object to write about, a silver spoon. Personal, it was a very honor to compose a poem for my nephew. I said that I would. The first poem is: “Your First Spoon”. From that moment, I knew I had found my true joy in life.
I knew a friend that taught English very well. Nancy Lowe taught my Sunday school classes, and I loved her teachings. But, I had no idea that she was an English professor at Weber State University, Utah, United States of America. I was scared and nervous because I thought I wouldn’t understand. But, if I was going to write, then I needed her. On August 7th, 2011, I asked her to teach me. She kindly agreed. On October 26th, 2011, she came to teach me. She was exactly what I needed. She has taught me about the real meaning of ardor. She has completely changed my life, and I love her very much. I never knew I could be pushed so hard, mentally and emotionally until my teacher came and taught me about real, true, deep, and hard work.
On January 7th, 2012, I had the idea to share my gift; but, I knew something was missing, and I didn’t know what. I wrote a few poems for my families and friends. During this time, I hadn’t named my “thing” yet. On March 7th, 2012, I asked my instructor if she would teach me some new styles for my “thing”. She agreed. She taught me, and I picked it up fast. My friend always calls me his “Pretty Petty”. On March 9th, 2012, I named my “thing” to “Pretty Petty Poetry”. On March 18th, 2012, I decided to take a break from writing poetry for my families and friends because I couldn’t handle the stress of both writing for other people and what my teacher taught me.
On April 18th, 2012, Nancy gave me a poetry job. I agreed to do it. When I wrote for my relatives and acquaintances, it was all in fun, and I never thought I could make a business out of writing poetry. She told me that she would pay me. I tried to refuse it; but she told me, if I don’t take the money, she wouldn’t give me anymore jobs. That night, I wrote her poem. The next day, she came to pick up her poem, and she was happy. She gave me the money. When she handed me the green, I felt really good. She said that I could make a real business. That comment made me think. For a week, I thought about it, hard. I prayed about this decision, and a very strong impression came over me. I just knew I made a right choice.
From April 19th, 2012, to July 10th, 2012, I’ve been improving on “Pretty Petty Poetry”, trying to think of everything that I can. During this time, I know He has succored me through this. I believe and know being a poet is a gift from Him, and I want to share my gift with you.
http://www.prettypettypoetry.blogspot.com/
With the money that we raise I would love to make her dream come true by putting all of her poems in a book.. getting her a New Computer , Printer .. and everything to go with it.. Thank you so much...
Organiser
Carrie Petty-Cottle
Organiser
Salt Lake City, UT