Writing Lesson of the Month Network
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Each year, the WritingFix website sponsors a Digital Photo Contest for students and teachers worldwide. The goal is for students (and teachers) to share original digital 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 2011 contest. It was taken by a middle school student, Kayley Shaby, and sent in by her teacher, Mrs. Butler. You can enlarge the picture by clicking on it.
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. If you do not see the "Reply to this" box below, it's a simple fix; look in the upper right-hand corner of this page for the "+Join Online Student Publishing" link and click on it. That will allow you to
post a story or poem inspired by this photo.
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.
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--Corbett Harrison, WritingFix Webmaster
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Permalink Reply by Kimberly on February 20, 2012 at 8:32am Skyler-6th grade
At the Bus Stop
I'll just sit and think. Why did I take that drink, that smoke, that bet, that fight, this life? I can't even remember what I was mad about. Why I ran from home?
As I look at my scuffed hands and ripped pants, I think to myself...was it worth it? Now, I think about my past and what I had. I'm so...sad. I'm so...mad. This is so-so bad.
Now I want to go home, so I'll just sit and wait at the bus stop.
Permalink Reply by Kimberly on February 24, 2012 at 9:55am Samantha-6th grade
Help Me, or Maybe I Can Help You
This is me,
I'm sad,
I'm lonely.
Will anyone come by me.
Be a little friendly,
and give me someone to talk to?
I ran away from home.
It's really hard around here.
Don't let me have an influence on you,
you wouldn't be happy.
Trust me,
I know.
I'm hungry,
and at least you have a home,
someone to talk to and take care of you,
or maybe you live by yourself,
but at least you have a roof over your head!
Be full,
Be happy,
Be loved.
Permalink Reply by Kimberly on February 24, 2012 at 10:15am Katie-6th grade
Wanted: Nowhere
As Demi sat by the bus stop waiting for it to come, I, her secret angel watch over her. The only one who knows her story. She was an unloved slave. Transporting everywhere but her home town to make it through the night. It all started out when her parents made her do everything. They even went as far as make her brush their teeth! On Valentines day, she left to start her life over. She went from Arizona to Utah in one night on a city bus. When she was found and taken to a children's homeless center. The leaders were mean. So, she packed her clothes and left. She traveled to Idaho hoping to sleep on a beach on the Snake river. She stayed there for two days without being able to catch something to eat. She hitched a ride with a hobo who treated her terribly. So, she jumped off. She found a mansion yard to sleep in. When the owners saw her, they asked her where she came from. She did not reply. They quickly brought her inside and fed her. The next day came to a close. They realized she was the girl who ran away from the news. So, she stole money and flew to Germany to continue her terrible, terrible life.
Permalink Reply by Kimberly on February 27, 2012 at 10:12am Sarah-6th grader
Healing
As I cross the street
I turn and stare
About the life I'm leaving
The scars I am trying to heal
From the words that hurt me
Why, oh, why did it have to happen?
But as I remember the words
My mother said to me
I start to feel okay again
Permalink Reply by Kimberly on February 27, 2012 at 10:32am Amanda-6th grade
Don't Judge!
We're all humans right?
I see you as a person
But what do you see me as?
What do you think of me as?
Am I rich
Or am I poor?
Am I beautiful or am I ugly?
Am I like everybody else
Or am I different?
Why does it matter to you?
Yeah, you see me sitting here alone
But why laugh and be mean?
You don't know my story or why I'm sitting here alone
So why judge me?
You don't know how I feel
You don't know what has happened in my life
Unless you can walk a mile in my shoes
Why judge?
Do you judge me of my race
Or are you judging me on my personality?
I hope you know that everybody is different
And that everybody has individuality
So before you start pointing your fingers at me
Make sure your own hands are clean and always remember that nobody in this world is the same
So why do people judge?
Let's just say they're the only losers in the world
DON'T JUDGE!
Permalink Reply by Kimberly on March 9, 2012 at 8:41am Alexis-6th grade
Running, Running, Running
My heart wants to stay,
But my mind will not obey,
So I sit outside,
All night and all day,
Wondering if anyone would care,
If I'm not here the next day,
But everyone is hated,
In this cruel and evil place,
Aren't they,
Swirling through my head,
Are questions still not asked,
If I did ever ask them,
Everyone would laugh,
On the outside I'm not perfect,
What I own shows I am,
My parents fight like cats and dogs,
Whenever friends are here,
They're pretending to be perfect,
It's never like this,
When friends aren't here,
So now I run,
Away from home and I don't Know,
Where I'm going,
I wonder if I'll come home,
I don't know what I'm asking,
As I run away from home.
Permalink Reply by Peter Kaplan on March 28, 2012 at 3:50pm Ashley – 8th grade
Waiting
I watch as people walk passed me
Some look down at me others simply ignoring me
Sitting on the ground on the corner of the street
As I sit here
Waiting…
My hand rested on my radio
Time slowly crawling by,
I started to drum to an imaginary beat
As I sit here
Waiting…
The sun’s warm rays shine down on me
Though I still feel cold
Feeling empty and nothing more
I sit here
Waiting…
Waiting for what, I’m not sure
Maybe a miracle or a companion
The only thing I know is that
I sit here
Waiting…
Maybe someone will come find me
Maybe I’ll be able to live once again
Or maybe I’ll always be the same old girl
I sit here
Waiting…
Permalink Reply by Peter Kaplan on March 28, 2012 at 3:52pm Chris – 8th grade
Lost In and Out
While I wait on the corner,
Sitting on the street.
Actually waiting on something that might never come,
I’ve used up everything I had within myself.
So I’m waiting on anything to restore what’s lost,
When I look into a mirror I do not see myself.
I see someone who is manipulated to do what people want.
Who am I right now? I do not know.
I want to be me, not who people want me to be.
That’s why I’m waiting on something, anything.
To restore what’s lost
To make me, me
Permalink Reply by Peter Kaplan on March 28, 2012 at 3:55pm Fazana – 8th grade
Lonely Girl
There she sat on the corner of the street.
Her head resting against the streetlight.
People passed her as if, she was invisible
Living the life of a lonely girl.
Hope lost, faith lost, and most of all the right to live life lost
Losing everything she once inherited
Fading away from the truth of reality
Living the life of a lonely girl.
Nothing in her life stayed, except the sorrow that burdens on her face
She cries, she screams
With her heart being crushed,
Living the life of a lonely girl.
Her hand sat lifeless on her radio.
If only the play button would work
But there she sat with her head resting
Living the life of a lonely girl.
Permalink Reply by Peter Kaplan on March 28, 2012 at 3:57pm Samantha – 8th grade
I Will Be Waiting
I understand the things you say,
Even though it makes me sad,
We sat and had a talk today,
I gave you everything I had.
Even if you don’t come back,
I’ll wait this year for you,
Even if this love you lack,
I’ll do what I want to do,
I’m happy even if you go away,
I’ll still keep this love for you,
In hope that you’ll come back to me,
On this very day.
They think I’m stupid because I wait,
They laugh at what I do.
They criticize and hate,
If only they understood this love I have for you.
Permalink Reply by Robin Millen on March 29, 2012 at 7:38am Those Days
By Daphne, grade 6
Those days when you feel like falling,
Crying
Useless
Those days when nothing matters but sleep,
Tired
Hopeless
All you want is to be alone.
The words echo.
Alone, alone, alone, alone...
You feel as if your whole life is crashing down as fast as the fun ends and middle school takes over.
Thoughts and images from the past fly through your mind,
“This is my chance, my chance to go, to leave, and to get away from life.”
Those days when you need a friend,
To lean on
To love
Those days when all you need is hope, and running away from your problems can’t fix anything.
Permalink Reply by Robin Millen on March 29, 2012 at 7:40am SORROW
by Avery, grade 6
I feel desperation in my heart. I’m feeling cold and damp,
As I sit by the pole, I think of all the pain I feel and all the
pain I’ve caused. I’m just hoping there’s a door that will lead me to my life’s worst decisions so I may watch what I did wrong. My life will never go back to the way it was.
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