Student Art/Poetry Notecards
2012 Student Writing Published
students' works have earned spots in poetry
Emmylou's poem, The Race,
was accepted for the
Young American Poetry Digest
as well as to beprinted in
the Greenville News Kids Page.
Emmylou Anderson, 4th Grade
The red Hyundai
So fast that now
The fans go
Now it's gone
Though people just
yell for kicks.
Around it comes
And wind flies to
And then it
disappears behind you
Without a single
Young, 3rd grade
Robbie and I laugh on the
half-mile to school.
Samba paddles to work 200
miles from home.
I say "Hi" to my third grade
teacher, Ms. Watson.
Samba has no other
9-year-olds to talk to.
My day starts with polygons.
His day begins in a 9-story
During reading, we work on
Samba pulls rocks and dirt
from the gold mine.
Samantha dodges the ball I
throw at her in P.E.
Samba sifts through the rock
and dirt for gold.
During recess I chase my
friends around the playground.
He cleans golden crumbs with
Samantha and I talk about
dodgeball while eating sloppy joes.
He carries gold to the
I'm writing a research report
about an ox.
Samba returns to the mine to
Evangeline Mudd looks for apes in the
Samba is pulling up more dirt
and rocks from the mine.
In science when we're talking
about consumers and producers,
Samba washes himself in murky
I shove my homework folder
into my backpack before the bell rings.
He is bringing gold to the
Mom made my favorite,
spaghetti and meatballs, for dinner.
Samba collects his payment, a
bag of dirt.
Samba's story unfolds on the
Some people in England are
trying to help him.
I wonder if he will ever
become what he wants to be.
I want to help him by
convincing people to buy Fair Trade Gold.
I fall asleep in my soft bed
with my pink comforter.
Samba returns home to a
I dream of winning a tennis
Samba dreams beside a machine
that grinds up gold and a little bit of him.
Sophie Young, third grade student in Ms.
has won first place and the People's Choice
awards in the
grade 3-5 category of the annual
Carl Sandburg Student Poetry contest.
The competition is sponsored by the
Carl Sandburg Home National Historic Site
in Flat Rock, N.C.
Sophie & Robbie
Young's tennis haikus
in the Young
American Poetry Digest
Robbie & Sophie Young
by Robbie Young
Tennis – heartbreaking
Fun, exciting, awesome, cool
Losing, nervous, sad
by Sophie Young
Dreams lob over nets
My mind soars to Wimbledon
I kiss my trophy.
Bruccoliere, 4th Grade
Dark, dark night around
silent, silent night
unable to move, barely breathing
strange noises all around
scared, scared, scared
the night swallows you whole
a nightmare, a mere nightmare
but no, fear is real
Bruccoliere, 4th Grade
a steady stream of sunlight
shone through the window
the birds begin to chirp
early in the morning
a beautiful time of day
a cool breeze whips through your hair
a rooster crow
fills the air
a lamp on
were also chosen for
American Poetry Digest.
The Battle, is another
accepted by the
Young American Poetry Digest.
By CJ Arnold, 4th
The battle begins
and the knights attack
Darkness filling the battle field
Pawns racing toward the enemy
Bishops striking each other
Who will be victorious?
Sacrificed to survive
Will the battle ever end?
4 warriors, 3 warriors.
One team wins
and the opponent declares a rematch
We set up the chess set
and the battle begins again
Rethinking Recycling-It's Easy
to be Green
by Max Hajosy, 3rd Grade
hard to be green.
Only a few
steps will do.
One and Two.
Step is recycle,
cans, and more.
Put them in
them out the door.
Recycling-It's Easy to be Green
by Elizabeth Hajosy, 1st
to be green.
To keep the
Earth very clean.
We care for
You can do
will help the Earth.
what you can do!
Max and Elizabeth Hajosy have
each won a grade level division of the American
Chemical Society's Western Carolinas Local
Section Annual Poetry Contest. Elizabeth
won the K-2 division, and Max won the 3-5
division. Congratulations. And
keep on recycling!
Elizabeth is the
second place winner of the CCED 2012 National
Illustrated Poem Contest in the Kindergarten to
2nd grade category!
A.B.C.’s of Life
Brian was a student in Mrs. Bennett's
4th Grade class when he wrote this in the Spring of
be kind and caring.
acquainted with different people.
for others as you would care for yourself.
to dream big things.
your trust from others.
the Golden Rule.
is better than taking.
a very positive attitude.
many different things.
cream puffs make everything better.
yourself as well as you can.
your mind run free.
material thing will make you happy.
through sad things.
activities is bad.
the good things.
to think about life.
others about your feelings.
is a great personality.
games can brainwash you.
spaces calm you down.
make great music.
are good as you are now.
people are fun to be around.
Meals on Wheels
Chaffee won third place in literature (primary category)
at the state level in the 2003-04 PTA Reflections contest,
"I am happy when....."
Meals on Wheels should be called "Smiles on Wheels".
It makes me happy when I go to the door with food and see the
people. They need my help because they can not fix food for themselves.
It brings happiness and smiles to my heart. Knowing that I have
brought smiles to them, that is what makes me happy!
What Liberty Means to Me
by Noah Garrett
(Noah won first place in the 2003 Liberty Properties
Trust essay contest)
What does liberty mean to me? Hmmm. I've never really thought
about it. In fact, I didn't even know the definition of liberty
until I looked it up in my dictionary and this is what it said:
" Liberty- the state of being free in an action or thought
from the domination of others; freedom." I gave this definition
a lot of thought and then I came up with my own.
Liberty is a privilege. It is the privilege of doing,
saying, and being anything I want as long as I don't hurt anyone
else. It is the privilege of standing up for what I believe
is right and just. In other places, I might not be able to stand
up for my beliefs. Instead, I might have to believe what the
government tells me to.
Liberty is a thought to remember. I must remember that
liberty has a price, and that one day we might be called upon
to defend our liberty. I must remember that our ancestors long
ago fought a terrible fight so that all of us in America might
one day be free.
Liberty is a responsibility. I have a responsibility
not to take liberty for granted, and to try to give the gift
of liberty to other places and people around the planet. It is
a responsibility to remember every day what liberty really is
and to honor and respect the liberty of others.
Liberty means all three of these things to me:
A privilege, a thought to remember, and a responsibility.
Writings: Tears For America
New York City-a skyline forever changed
Planes crashing into bricks like toys
Fuel burns like fiery rain
People scattering like a never-ending marathon
Twin towers as tall as concrete gladiators
Roller-coastering down into burning ashes
Collapsed like a falling giant
As loud as a giant's roar
Gone-disappeared like a dream
Silence-as final as the grave
Dead-never to smile again
Scared like a child at a funeral
Like a puppy away from its mother
Courage as powerful as the sun
Love as bright as fire
Hopeful like clinging to a far-off star
Hope whispering in the ear of a nation
Forgiveness as healing as the cool rain
Why did this happen?
When will we learn?
They cannot crush our spirit!
We shall overcome...
I have heard the name of God
Where else can we turn?
- A compilation of poetry in honor of the victims
of September 11. Lines were composed by every student in Ms.
Norton's 4th grade class.
I Hold in My Hand...
I hold in my hand the torch that lights the New
York harbor at night.
I hold the torch that burns with an eternal flame.
I saw the horrific scene happen to the Twin Towers
that meant so much to our country.
I will hold this torch that burns so bright, as
the American Spirit.
I will help the country keep its dignity.
- I hold in my hand the torch that lights the path
to true freedom.
My torch welcomes others from foreign lands.
I know no boundaries of race, religion, or speech.
I will not see you by the color of your skin.
I will not let the light of my torch fade so that
the American Spirit will never fade.
- If I could cry, I would weep many tears.
I am the Statue of Liberty.
- by Charlotte Guest, from Mrs. Cooper's 5th grade class
- Why are there bad people?
Why do so many people have to die?
Will we win the war?
Should I be afraid?
I don't know the answers to these questions, but
I know this for sure...
- I hold in my hand another hand, and that hand
holds someone else's hand, and on and on...
Starting with just me in one city, in one town,
in one state, in one country, and continuing around the whole
- Together we are strong, and in our hands we hold
the power to change the bad to good, the fear to joy, and the
hate to love.
- by Noah Garrett, from Miss Rick's 4th grade class
Heroes and Courage
This piece was written in the Fall of 2002 for
the PTA Reflections contest, Signs of Courage. Noah Garrett won 2nd place
for Literature at the district level in the intermediate category.
- Being a hero means doing something
you're afraid of in order to help someone else. Have you ever
stopped to think about how many people die or get seriously injured
trying to help total strangers? For example, firemen go through
flames to rescue people and give them a second chance to live.
Sometimes they save people with just a hose and a lot of courage.
There are a lot of other people who become heroes every day.
- You don't have to be a fire fighter
or a policeman to become a hero. For instance, a simple window
washer was in one of the twin towers on 9/11 and he used the
blade on his washer to open a stuck elevator and help the people
inside climb out. So, you don't have to be a special person to
become a hero, but you do have to have courage.
- The people who are heroes have
a lot of courage. They may be scared out of their wits, but somehow
they are able to forget about their fears and put the needs of
other people first. They do things like walk through flames or
try to talk someone who is armed and dangerous out of committing
a crime. That is how you become a hero and show people that you
have enough courage to push your limits and take a risk to help
- You don't have to be a hero to
show signs of courage. You can show signs of courage every day
by trying to do your best even though you are afraid. I think
my brother shows signs of courage by going out on a football
field and defending his team even though he might get hurt. I
think I show signs of courage by standing in front of people
to express my feelings through drama even though I know some
people may laugh at me.
- I believe that heroes must show
signs of courage, but that ordinary people can show signs of
courage without being heroes.
- by Noah Garrett, Miss Leo's 5th grade class