By Linda Sue Park
Turn off the lights. Wear another layer. (Sounds like a dad.) (Sounds like a mom.) You say hand-me-down...
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- By Tina Boyer BrownImagine the lunchroom, crowded and wary— seating charts a welcome apprehension. Loose-leaf papers spiraled...
- By Kim StaffordI guess you could call me broken, says one. I’m still lonely, says another, but now I can name it with a song. In my poem, says another...
- By Suma SubramaniamYou cannot pronounce my name. “Soor-ya.” Not “soar.” Surya—the sun god. Mom always tells me that a smile...
- By Joyce Sidman“That kid is weird,” says the teacher, flipping her shining hair. “I don’t know where he’s at.” Indeed...
- By Padma VenkatramanThey ignored the new boy, snickering behind his back. In silence, I stayed safe. My lips pressed together...
- By Darren SardelliOur teacher gave detention to the fountains in the hall. She handed extra homework to the artwork on...
- By Darren SardelliRecess! Oh, Recess! We love you! You rule! You keep us away from the teachers in school. Your swings...
- By Darren SardelliThe letter A is awesome! It simply is the best. Without an A, you could not get an A+ on a test. You...
- By Darren SardelliMy doggy ate my essay. He picked up all my mail. He cleaned my dirty closet and dusted with his tail...
- By Margarita EngleNewsmen call it the Cuban Missile Crisis. Teachers say it's the end of the world. At school, they instruct...
- By Margarita EngleThe first story I ever write is a bright crayon picture of a dancing tree, the branches tossed by island...
- By Margarita EngleBooks are door-shaped portals carrying me across oceans and centuries, helping me feel less alone. But...
- By Langston HughesThe instructor said, Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you— Then, it will be true...
- By Joan Bransfield GrahamDivide the year into seasons, four, subtract the snow then add some more green, a bud, a breeze, a whispering behind the trees, and...
- By Pat MoraI remember the first day, how I looked down, hoping you wouldn't see me, and when I glanced up, I saw...
- By April Halprin WaylandWelcome, Flowers. Write your name on a name tag. Find a seat. Raise your leaf if you've taken a class...
- By Walt WhitmanWhen I heard the learn’d astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,...
- By Marilyn NelsonImagine a child at your door, offering to do your wash, clean your house, cook, to weed your kitchen...