When will it be my turn? When will I have the last supper with the rest of my family and loved ones? When will I have to face my enemies and tell them, “I am ready to die and give myself to the world.” When will I take a stand? When will I realize that [...]
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I like when the sun rises in the East to get me out of bed. I like how the cool wind blows on my face. I like when new flowers open and bloom in the morning. I like reading encyclopedias. I like serving food to my family on Thanksgiving. I like playing with my baby [...]
My heart reminds me of the time when I saw a baby crying for its mommy’s milk. My heart is filled with black nights with bats all around me. My heart reminds me of the time I first learned to walk. My heart is filled with red hearts telling me to follow my dreams. My [...]
Another summer of Writing Camp has come and gone. Check out this montage made by a great group of entering 4th graders led by WITS Writers Ms. Kiki and Mr. Chuey.
I come from a tree that grows forks and knives and spoons. I come from a pink dragon. I come from a moon that is falling from the sky. I come from a cat that has babies. I come from a tornado that is spinning. I come from a boat that is rolling in the [...]
Writing biographies is fun! Many children love researching the lives of people that they admire and then producing mini-books about them. I’ve also found that children respond with delight when they use the 3rd person to describe themselves or write the biography of imaginary characters! Here is an example of a boy whose autobiography was [...]
My hand is a tree. My hair is tall grass in a swamp. My eyes are a field around a pond. My lips are a couch. My nose is a hill. My brain is a maze. My heart is pillow on a bed. My spirit is trapped in a bottle in an old lady’s house. [...]
I come from the dog that barks in my neighbor’s backyard. I come from the noise of the hurricane in 2008 when many things were crushed. I come from the clouds in the middle of the sky. I come from a tree in the middle of the world where it’s quiet. by Jonathan, 2nd grade [...]
I am from the pink ribbons, the hot delicious coffee. I am from the back deck. I am from the purple roses, the beautiful blue lake. I am from the traditional everyday home-cooked meals and the stubbornness that runs in my blood. My parents are the first daughter and the last son So I am [...]
If you are my future you should know when I was 5 years old I thought I would be a doctor or when I was 12 years old I thought I would be a psychologist. You remember how I expected my birthday to be celebrated but it wasn’t and how I wanted to stay in [...]
A dancer is not afraid of a crowd and is not afraid to be on stage. She is dancing with all her heart. She does not think if people are saying bad things. She practices and practices until she sees her- self as a dancer. She has long hair. Her voice sounds like an angel [...]
I am a poet. I am a metaphor that makes you think. I am a rhyme. I am the romantic feelings that make poems divine. I am love. I am the golden harp. I am the veins that push the beautiful words to my poem heart. I am Parris, the poet. I am Poetry. I [...]
I am my soul I wonder about who I am I hear noises from birds I see a colorful eye from space I am who I am I want love to appear I pretend to be someone else I touch feelings in people I understand myself I am who I am I say hello to [...]
My freckles are numerous Some are dark like delicious chocolate Some are light like sweet-smelling gingerbread They’re fun-loving Sun-loving Happy, but scared of leaving My lips are twins Smooth and squishy Like plump pieces of rosy pink salt water taffy Risky geniuses Loud and shy Always trying new things My earlobes are flimsy Cruel and [...]
