Writing Contest for Kids: Where I’m From

Posted September 24, 2010 & filed under Notebook.

What Kids Can Do (WKCD) announces a new writing contest, “Where I am From” open to kids across the country. Read their contest guidelines below and submit your entry before October 31, 2010.

Who can enter
Young people in grades 6 to 12, anywhere in the United States.

Entries
Your entry may take the form of either a poem or an essay (no longer than 400 words).

Before you write, we suggest that you read the poem “Where I’m From,” by George Ella Lyon (see below). What about this poem gives you the strongest feelings? Is there anything you can relate to in it? How do you think the author feels about where she is from?

Next, write your own “Where I’m From” poem. Rather than copying the order and form of Lyon’s poem, follow your own intuition in writing about the smells, sights, sounds, voices, people, and place you are from. Or, if poetry is not your thing, bring your life to light in an essay.

Finally, read your poem or essay aloud, to yourself or to others. What do you like best about it? What do you want to change about it? Revise your writing until it sounds true to your very own heart and voice.

To submit your entry
Email your work (as an attachment) to: [email protected]. Please include your name, age, the school you attend, and the city/town and state where you live.

Deadline
October 31, 2010 (yes, Halloween)

Prize Winners

We’ll announce the winning entries on our website on November 15, 2010. Winners will receive $100 Amazon gift certificates and be published on the WKCD website – it’s a great place to take a bow!

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My Story of Life

Posted February 16, 2009 & filed under Notebook.

I am from light rose flowers with blooming petals, from different shades of blue. I am from the snow globe I got when I was six years old, after my grandmother died. I see the morning sun shining on the dewy grass like crystals. I hear the roses swaying in a warm breeze. I smell the peppermint herbs in the garden, with aroma from ferns. I am from cousin Savannah skipping merrily. I am from the golden dollars from my grandfather and the taste of country butter on popcorn. I am from a world of peace, love, and joy. From hot summer days and cool winter nights. Moonlight beams and starry skies. I am from old family pictures and loving memories, from mountains high and valleys low. From a treasure chest of magical, mystical dreams of pleasure. I am from a small old family music box of hope to ears with pleasant tunes, from imagination and creativity. I see smiles as wide as blackboards with happiness and comfort. I am from gritty sand, from the beach on a warm, summer day.

By Ericka, 3rd grade
[photo by santoshima via flickr]