Publish polished student writing inspired by this contest-winning photo here!

[Publishing Voice]

Each year, the WritingFix website sponsors a Digital Photo Contest for students and teachers nationwide.  The goal is for students to take pictures that would inspire their classmates to want to write the "story behind a picture."

 

Click here to access WritingFix's Digital Photo Resource Page! 

 

At right, you see the student-winning digital photograph from our 2010 contest.  It was taken by middle school student Nicole Gallant.  You can enlarge the picture by clicking on.

 

If you use this photo in class as a writing prompt, and then have a student like what they're writing so much that they take their writing through the writing process, we want to see their published stories posted here!

 

Post no rough drafts...please.  We're looking for polished writing inspired by this photograph!  Final drafts of stories can be pasted or attached in the "Reply to This" box below.

 

Very Important:  Teachers, please only share your students' first name and grade level with us when you post the writing on their behalf.  Do not post last names or school names, or the posts will be deleted.

 

Twenty-five Teachers every semester will win a free classroom resource!  Each semester, we choose 25 new students to publish at our online lessons directly at the world-famous WritingFix website. To have your students' writing considered, it can be posted below in the box underneath  this posting.  In November and May, we will select the 25 students whose writing impressed us the most, and if your student(s) is selected, you will be asked to choose from any of the NNWP Print Publications (http://www.unr.edu/educ/nnwp/publications.html) for us to send to your classroom.

 

Help us celebrate your writers.

 

--Corbett Harrison, WritingFix Webmaster

[Ann Worley]

Lauren-Grade 7

This Little Music Room

I fight for my freedom

I search for my power

In the music I can…

Find my true desire

In this music room,

I sit and I play…

For about three hours each and every day

For I am scarcely scared of failing

And having to go back home

To a place that I cannot yet call my own

So for now I am lost

And I let the music lift me

From the drugs and the violence that try to consume me

So I tickle the keys and hope with my heart

That peace and freedom are not so far apart

This school’s music room is my only escape…

For my soul which the ghetto tries to take

The hours seem like minutes as I pour out my heart

The janitor has summoned me

For it soon will be dark

So I gather my things

And head towards the door

Knowing that one day, I won’t have to endure this anymore

My prayer will be answered

I won’t have to fight soon

All of my hopes and dreams live in this little music room