Ode to Watermelon Juicy, melony, watery, seedy, tasty, good to eat, cuttable, the red fire under the green grass on the black rood. by Treveon, 3rd grade, Nehemiah Center
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by Kelly, age 13
Speak Truth to Power Opportunities for Poets 13-27 years old For the second year, Youth Speaks is partnering with the Sundance Summit: A Mayors’ Gathering on Climate Protection to host a spoken word competition on global warming. Whether or not you’re thinking about global warming, or even really care about it, we want to hear… Read more »
Former WITS Writer Katherine Center will read from her novel The Bright Side of Disaster at Brazos Bookstore on Thursday at 7pm. The Bright Side of Disaster is the first in Center’s three-book contract with Random House.
I love to swim in pools and play Scooby Doo games and dress up as a dragon and draw pictures of teddy bears and play baseball with my daddy and eat celery and carrots and broccoli and do stickers and sing songs and color with markers and make crafts and ride bikes and 4-wheelers and… Read more »
I am a snake slinking in the sky. I am the blazing yellow of the sun. I am a soldier wanting peace. I am a time line traveling in the night before dawn. I am the spiky vine of a plant. I am a shining pearl in a rough clam. I am an electric guitar… Read more »
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El hombre y la semilla El hombre siembra la semilla. La semilla le da el fruto, y con el fruto el hombre puede hacer dos cosas: comer y vender. Así vive el hombre; cuando come, se mantiene fuerte y saludable, y cuando vende, puede con el dinero darse gustos. Puede comprar cosas que lo hacen… Read more »
This Father’s Day rap by Akeem and James is about teen dads who don’t get to see their children. (Time = 2 minutes, 30 seconds.)
I was holding my father’s hand. We lifted our necks high into the air. The sculpture was so high. We gasped in amazement. We lifted our necks high into the air. Your mother would have loved to see this, he said. We gasped in amazement. It was a breathtaking view. Your mother would have loved… Read more »
When somebody stomps on a flower, it will make a funny noise. And when someone waters it, it starts growing and singing. And every time it grows a leaf, it starts dancing. And every time it reads a book, it gets smarter. I will tell you how it talks. Every time it sees a bird,… Read more »
Last night I found out that my dog has a secret life. When we all went to bed, I saw my dog, Memory, get the car keys and drive off! When Memory came back, she had a big bag from Pappadeaux’s restaurant. She pulled out some hot bread, a seafood platter and a large Coke…. Read more »
by Robert, age 11 a patient at Texas Children’s Hospital
My mom’s cheeks get red when she falls in Love. She fell in love with my dad when she first saw him. This is how it happened: First my dad saw another man bothering her, So my dad went over there and said, “Stop bothering her!” My mom said thank you and her cheeks got… Read more »
Sounds like people talking nicely, no bad words Tastes like fresh fruit from a field or cookies at the Gonzalez’s and a cool drink when you are outside in the hot summer Smells like roses when they first bloom in my garden Feels like the soft smooth fur of my cat Tiger, and that fuzzy… Read more »
The WITS Summer Camp programs begin on Monday, June 11. The camp, co-sponsored by Rice University, has been named the “Best Summer Program for Kids” by the Houston Press. The central campus at Annunciation Orthodox School is nearly full. There are still spaces available for children in grades K-5 on the north Houston campus, located… Read more »
My name is Majeoxy. 1. I love my family because they love me. 2. I live in the South. 3. When I grow up, I want to be a nurse, cheerleader, teacher, singer, news reporter.
I always like going to Aunt Ida’s house in the springtime, the zydeco music blasting from the living room, smells of the barbecue and German chocolate cake coming from the kitchen and the slapping of dominoes on the card table…grandma using her two fingers to eat her famous mustard greens while reminiscing about the old… Read more »
I sit thinking Thinking if I respect myself If my temple is truly sacred If I am filled with the strength of my ancestors If I am a real woman, a woman of old If I am the voice of my lost sisters I sit thinking. “My Thoughts,” by Ardella Williams, Southwestern High School, Detroit,… Read more »