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Class is never peaceful,

And I don’t know why.

There’s always some type of noise,

From the crazy and shy.

    SCREAMING

                        SHOUTING

                  CRYING

                                     YELLING

Not giving a care in world.

I guess they get a pass,

We’re just kids in our dream world.

Just for one day,

I’d like to have peace.

Make it silent for some time,

Have the noise decrease.

            Silence

               Quiet

                        Stillness

                         Soundless

The class is like a whispered song.

This really isn’t normal,

There’s something wrong.

But I can get used to this,

This class became chill.

This day is awesome,

Like finding a 20 dollar bill.

Janae Tinley wrote this poem in class. She has been writing poetry since second grade.

I am an oak tree.
Big, bold, tall, kind, your best friend.
Child, look after me.

Caroline is 11 years old and a student in the fifth grade at Tatem Elementary School in Collingswood, New Jersey. When Caroline gets older, she hopes to be a scientist or a veterinarian. Her advice for writers and artists young and old: mistakes are not always the end. They are the bloom of new ideas.

I am from
Dominican Republic
Where it is
poor and not
so good, where
we have to
search walls
and rivers and beaches are so
beautiful

I am from
music and dance
where love
is never
broken
I’m from
where empty
plates are a thing.
Where family
is always
together and
never apart.
I am from Dominican Republic
where Dios may free you.

Kalmaris Diaz is in the sixth grade at Feltonville Arts and Sciences in North Philly. Her favorite subject is Math, and she likes to hang out with her family in her spare

The valedictorian who loves to win
Lazy girl, hazy girl
Girl with black locks who rarely ever mocks
Homework hater, the debater
Always uptight, very bright
Strong and loud, makes her family proud
The reader of books
She who cooks,
Stubborn and sporty, also very courty
A leader, a beader
This is me defined!

Chloe Dinh is a 10-year-old who lives in Lindenwold, NJ. She loves reading and has won three medals for it. Chloe is all about grades, grades, and grades! She loves to play ping pong, sew, and bake. Chloe wants to be a politician when she is older.

I am an oak tree.
Big, bold, tall, kind, your best friend.
Child, look after me.

Caroline is 11 years old and a student in the fifth grade at Tatem Elementary School in Collingswood, New Jersey. When Caroline gets older, she hopes to be a scientist or a veterinarian. Her advice for writers and artists young and old: mistakes are not always the end. They are the bloom of new ideas.

Life surrounds me,
It allows me to relax.
Turtles lay in the sun on their rock,
Time feels less rushed.
Ladybugs sit in their bush,
Earth spins slowly with my thoughts

Resting in my kayak,
I am free again.
Voices of nature whisper,
Evergreen trees all around,
Rain can’t wash me away from here.

This feels like home.
Little river.

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