2009 POST-IT WRITING CONTEST WINNERS

Congratulations to all the particpants of our 1st annual Post-It Writing Contest, in honor of the National Day of Writing: Oct. 20th.  Over 2/3 of our school’s students in grades 6 through 8 submitted entries, and these were chosen as the finest.  Also, a BIG thanks to Ms. Behrman who featured our contest in an original music video.  To watch, go to:
http://web.me.com/mmslab130/lab130/post-it_project.html

I stuffed my bursting bags into the trunk.  My small, portable radio crackled.  I only caught snippets of the broadcast, but I could tell that the announcer was frantic. “We will try to stay on air as long as possible,” the announcer said. “Evacuate carefully—“ That was the last thing I heard before a strange buzzing sound erupted from the radio.  I heard a scream, and then it went dead.  That was when I knew for sure.  This was not a drill, and they were coming.
(Ellie Taney, 6, Red)

Gossip
Gossip has a snooty, sharp face
She envies everyone
Expressing it by whispers
Her mouth is always moving rapidly
While her beady eyes check for listeners
She appears behind every back
And
Doesn’t
Miss
A
Word
(Grace Peter, 6, Orange)

La creatividad esta aqui todo el tiempo.  ?Pero donde esta?  Esta en las chamaquitos y en ti.  Pero en la escritura.  Hay libertad para ser creativo.
(Ryan Hall, 8, Green)

The morning sun rose bright and high
It triumphed over night
But in the pristine clear blue sky
The stars had lost their light
And as the sun sank back once more
The moon soon took its place
The stars came knocking at the door
To continue the lifelong chase
(Catherine Lacy, 8, Green)

I’m alone
What’s that going down my cheek?
Oh, it’s just a tear.
I watch, as it falls gently onto my grandfather’s empty bed.
(Christina Boccadoro, 7, Gold)

I step into my house to see it looking like it’s been ransacked.  “Have I been robbed?” Then I see the robber.  He wags his tail.
(Celia Rogers, 6, Bronze)

I am me—plain, simple
I am very imperfect but in obvious ways
I can be too trusting and forgiving
Too hyper when people want calm
And too lazy to do anything right
But I stand tall against
The wind of despair.
I laugh in the face of those who
Don’t like me
And love with all my heart
So call me whatever
Do mean things to me
Because I don’t care
I’m happy with myself
I’m comfortable in my own skin
And that will never change.
(Fracesca Bottazzi, 7, Purple)

Three words.  They came out of my mouth when I first was four and my first boyfriend.  They made me laugh in a boy’s face in the 8th grade.  I say these three words every night when I go to bed.  Three words send some into hysterics, some into smiles.  Three words I say to you now.  I love you.
(Merrill Hersam, 8, Tan)

Success, big muscles, fanning himself with money.  Behaves as if he is big, and the world is small.  But when he is alone, he thinks of the tremendous sacrifices he has made, and wonders of it was worth it. His children are grown now, it is too late to change things.
(Kate Halabi, 7, Purple)

I woke up to find
Leaves falling swiftly
To the ground.
I woke up to find
A breeze gently
Swaying the trees
All around.
I woke up this morning
To find birds
Chirping one for
All.
I woke up this morning
To a beautiful
Fall.
(Katherine Culliton, 6, Silver)

Anything is possible in hot pink slippers!
(Sam Schrenker, 8, Tan)

Finding yourself is the biggest challenge.
(Corinne Toney, 7, Purple)

School is where people go to learn.  Too bad I already know EVERYTHING! Right, Mom?
(Julia Evans, 7, Gold)

Bang!  The office shook violently.  Earthquake! Someone shouted.  But it quickly died down.  All of a sudden, the weather changed.  It was raining, but not water.  It was huge chunks of metal burning as they streamed down, passing the office windows.  He quickly ran to the scene of the unusual storm.  The metal hit the ground so loud that even he could hear it.  He stared at the scene below for about half an hour.  Until, suddenly, the second plane hit.
(Dedicated to all the people who died or had someone they loved die, Dylan Bravo, 8, Tan)

The air is still, but I sense movement above.  Then she was gone.  Taken right out of my arms.  I waited in my dark prison but she didn’t come back.  I’m cold and lonely like night without crickets or fireflies.  My world just lost its sun.
(Claire Lincoln, 6, Red)

Pumpkins on the window sill
Sitting by a cat
A full moon coming.
(Isabelle Burke, 7, Gold)

A white and red ball is hit.  By a Philles’ bat?  Caught by a Yankee!
(Matt DeLora, 6, Silver)

The fat stray cat
walked out of the kitchen
licking his lips
(Ben Rucquoi, 6, Bronze)

What would I try if I knew I could NOT fail?
1. I would write a best seller.
2. I would walk on a tight rope.
3. I would run a marathon.
4. I would climb Mt. Everest.
5. I would flirt with him.
(Savannah Blue Collins, 8. Green)

Asked for a fish, got a sister.
(Megan Berry, 7, Purple)

My fingers dance on the violin.
Music flows like a smooth river.
The song keeps going.
The true me lives.
I never want it to end.
(Monet Takeda, 6, Bronze)

Confusion
Stuck in the middle of
The ocean.
Searching
For a light.
Trying to figure out
What is
black or white.
(JP Roach, 6, Orange)

When you wish upon a star, you’re hanging your hopes on gas.
(Teghan Guthrie, 8, Green)

Regret. It houses beside you, feeds in the kitchen, next to you, learning in the neighboring classroom,.  But that sly creature is intent, preparing to strike, light as a feather, small as a pea, it fleetily races across the hall.  Then he ties a knot to your throat and tightly grabs the other end.
(Christian Ostberg, 6, Orange)

When
I hate it when people scream too loud
When you happen to know the sub
When in the sky keeps changing a cloud
And it looks like a big massive hub
I hate it when people laugh too much
At a person who’s popular not
When you have not a lunch and your friends got a bunch
Especially that cookie they’ve got
I hate it when people laugh too much
For something you’re very afraid of
When outside there’s not a single breeze
And everyone’s hot—even the dove
(Natalie Hartokolis, 6, Silver)

Venice
Mysterious
Ancient
Hidden
Serene
Enchanting
Melodious
Inviting
Enticing
Unequaled
Anonymous
(Mallory K. Zabrocky, 7, Gold)

Un Mundo Singular
En nuestro mundo, nuestro tierra,
Hay muchas personas
Todas las personas quieren familia . . .
En nuestro mundo pequeno.
(Matt Benz, 8, Tan)

6 Word Memoir
Protest.
Battle.
I’m better
Than that.
(Kristen Mayhew, 6, Orange)

Snowboarding
Reaching top speed
Taking the lead.
My brothers are behind.
I’m getting ready to grind.
I jump on the rail,
I noticed the fresh white powder never looked so pale.
I finished my board slide.
My brothers and I had a great ride.
(Robbie Jutterbock, 8, Tan)

You’re feet are on the edge of the cliff. You look down and see nothing but mist and black.  You know that one wrong move and a gust could life you up like a kite and bring you crashing against the cliff face.  You gather your courage and make the leap of faith. Then before you hit the bottom you open the parachute and glide down.
(David Orner, 6, Orange)

They were being mean to her
They were pushing her
They were insulting her
And there I was.
Watching
(Aislinn Bevill, 6, Bronze)

This sticky note has endless possibilities.  Too bad one of them is writer’s block.
(Jack O’Shea, 7, Blue)