My Pen

This is an object narrative I wrote for class about my pen.

Being a pen I know what people think and write at all times.  Now I know at this moment you are contemplating the irony of a pen typing a story, well sometimes one wants to change it up a little.  Anyway you may be wondering how a pen knows this man’s name.  Well, I see it every day.  I see him write his name Chev and Chevalier.  When he writes his name Chevalier I know this document is official so I try to do my best to make his writing look pretty.  Sometimes though I enjoy making his hand writing look like scribbles, I do this to punish him for dropping me.  I love my job and Chev helps me to do that job, I have learned much from being in his company.

            We pens learn Language very quickly from the persons who use us, and through language we learn many different Ideas.  For instance Chev will sometimes use me in the middle of the night to jot down some note for a story or poetry.  On one occasion, late at night, I learned about the Romani.  Chev was writing a story which included the Romani, he included facts about their culture and even his experiences with Rom.  I so enjoy helping Chev write stories, but some days we must write school work, this is very boring I can tell by the way Chev holds me.  He doesn’t write as passionately as he does when he is writing stories.  Although stories aren’t the only thing Chev likes to write, he also enjoys writing philosophy.  For instance just the other day I was reading his ideas on Good and Evil.  Apparently he was reading the bible, I could tell this because he has never mentioned details about it this much in a paper before.  I learned about the Old Testament and how the idea of punishment and reward are very different then New Testament ideas of punishment and reward.  I learn so much reading his work. 

            When I read Chev’s work I sometimes try to help edit it.  If I notice he has spelled something wrong, which he does often, I may blot ink over his misspellings.  Chev gets rather cross with me when I blot ink on his work.  I don’t blame him, but sometimes it must be done. Take for instance when he writes thank you notes.  Chev always tries to write thank you notes to people, but sometimes I find that he hasn’t expressed himself well so I may slip or drip on the note.  He then proceeds to start over, I am sure if he knew I was doing this he would be very grateful.  Maybe he might send me a thank you note, one of his with the wax seal on the front, I see those when I write the address on the note.

            All in all I am fond of Chev Quispiam, he allows me to do what I love.  He keeps me clean and in perfect working order.  I would tell you more about what he writes, but I feel he may be cross if I tell you, so I suppose you will just have to see for yourself, I imagine he will use me a lot to write for you class.