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The following pieces were written by students participating in
the twentieth annual
Texarkana Young Writers' Program (June 9, 2008 through
June 20, 2008). Held at
Texas A&M University-Texarkana, the Young
Writers' Program provided writing
instruction for one hundred and forty-six
students in grades two through eleven.
Participating students represented the
following school districts: Liberty-Eylau;
Pleasant Grove; Texarkana,
Arkansas; Texarkana, Texas; and Red Lick. Students from St. James Day
School, Trinity Christian School, and Paul Pewitt High School also
attended. Sincerely, Doris Davis, Ph.D.
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Fiction
"Marbles" by Sara
Easley (Second Grade)
One nice sunny day, Sara and her friend Meredith went
outside to play. All of a
sudden, Meredith tripped. I went to see if she was okay. I
yelled, "Meredith, are you
all right?" She said she was okay.
We wondered what she tripped over. Then we saw marbles
on the ground. We
wondered where they came from. Then we started to play with
them.
Later, we heard a little girl crying. We asked her,
"Why are you crying?"
She said, "I lost my marbles."
We said, "Are these yours?"
She said, "Yes!"
And the marbles were returned.
Nonfiction
"Roller Coaster"
by Caroline Cooper (Second Grade)
When I went to Sea World, the first ride I rode was the
Steel Eel. It is so fun. When I was in line, I got really
scared; but when I got on the ride, I was even more scared
because I heard that it was 150 feet tall! I was thinking,
I'm not riding this. You know, it is not as scary as
it looks. I know that because I rode it three more times.
It was awesome, and it had all kinds of twists and turns.
The reason I wanted to ride the Steel Eel with my dad
was because it looked fun from the outside, but it was still
scary. You get dizzy after you ride it three times. The
line was very long, but the ride was worth the wait. The
reason I rode it with my dad was because it looked too scary
to ride by myself. Also, I was too short to ride by myself.
Poetry
"The Rainforest"
by Austin Broussard (Second Grade)
Blue as brilliant peacock feathers.
Green as the fantastic tree frog.
Yellow as the shining sun.
Purple as a beautiful flower.
Orange as a toucan's beak.
The forest of life. |
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