YOUNG WRITERS CONTEST
Congratulations to these young folks for submitting the winning entries! This year’s theme was, “It seemed like a good idea at the time.” And let’s just say, we heard about plenty of nail-biting scenarios from all the young writers. Our judges had a hard task in choosing a winner and runner-up for each grade. Thanks to all those who entered for your creative and diverse pieces.
4th Grade Winner
Serene Hills Elementary
“Ahhhh!’’ I yelled, “My bikini is frozen!” I was making a snow angel in my bikini!
It all started when my friends and I were on vacation, in a hot tub, even though there was snow falling, playing truth or dare. “I pick dare,” I said very bravely. “Ok,” said one of my friends named Sarina. “I dare you to make a snow angel… in your bikini!” “Oh No!” I thought.
My friends really wanted me to do it, so I did. I got out into the cold and thought, “Why in the world did I take that dare?” But I did it for my friends. When I stepped out on the ground, with no shoes, the wet and cold snow covered my feet, but I kept going. When I got to a good spot, I started to sit, my butt shivered and I took a deep breath. It felt like I was sitting on a giant ice cube. My back froze as I laid upon the ice. I was so very cold. My whole body shivered like an earthquake. I started doing jumping jacks in the snow. When I got up out of the snow, it was starting to get fun, so, I laid back down and did 10 more jumping jack-snow angels in the snow until I was tired and could do no more.
“That was fun!” I said when I got up. I joined my friends in the hot tub and started to thaw. We played again until one of the parents said it was time to go to bed. So that’s how I made a snow angel in…my… bikini. Would I do it again?
4th Grade Runner-up
Harmony School of Science
Have you ever thought you were the most amazing genius in the world for a second? And once you finished your idea, you are like boo-hoo, this was a waste of time and all I have got left from this idea was a mess to clean up?
Well, I bet you’re thinking whoever thought of this idea was definitely not a genius, but what if I tell you that I am genuinely that genius.
It all started out like a regular day. My friend Chandra was bored. I got an idea. “Hey! Want to do a science experiment?” I asked eagerly. Chandra was interested. We got to work. We decided to do the old baking soda and vinegar experiment but a little differently. We thought of adding see through slime that I made at summer camp. I didn’t know the chemicals used to make this slime. Chandra and I wanted to see how they would react with baking soda and vinegar. I sprinted down the rough basement steps to ask my aunt for permission.
We quickly gathered our materials and got to work. I opened the container that had slime and placed it on the concrete. I knew this was a great idea.
“Would you like to have the honor of putting the ingredients in my friend?” I asked Chandra.
“You pour the vinegar and I will pour baking soda,” Chandra replied.
3…2…1… We both poured our ingredients, but all the slime did was puff up a little. I grew restless. I picked up the container, screwed on the cap and shook as hard as
I could. No more than 4 seconds, half the slime went on my shirt and backfired on the hot concrete.
I guess that idea seemed good at the time, but in the end, not so much.
5th Grade Winner
Barton Hills Elementary
It seemed like a good idea at the time when I was a five year old and going through a phase of stealing, tricking and bullying kids just to get their stuff. I committed my worst crime yet when I tried to trick my little sister, Rosemary.
I was so incredibly jealous of a small bird stuffed animal my sister had just received for her birthday. I had recently gotten in trouble for stealing, so I decided to trick my sister into thinking that Birdy, the bird stuffed animal, wanted to be with me more.
Late at night, I tiptoed out of bed and started to write a note:
Dear Rosemary, you are a good girl, but sometimes you can be bad. Your sister Ira is much nicer than you, so I want to be HER stuffed animal. Give me to Ira. Love, Birdy
I left the note on Rosemary’s chair, and went to bed.
The next morning I woke to the sound of screaming. I rushed out of my bedroom and saw Rosemary in the kitchen yelling, “Birdy thinks I’m bad!”
Mom glared when she saw me, and I knew she had seen right through my plot. Eventually Rosemary forgave me, and I finished my extra chores that I had to do as punishment. I never, ever, tried tricking my sister again.
5th Grade Runner-up
Barton Hills Elementary
Okay, okay. It wasn’t my greatest idea yet, but it felt like the water almost pulled me in. It was just like any other day, but I was feeling adventurous, so I decided to attempt a daredevil move. I was going to do the unthinkable, I was going to pull off a stunt no one had ever pulled off before. I was going to jump off my roof into the pool and catch it all on video so I could brag to everyone I know.
My friend Colby was filming, and I had about half a dozen friends watching me.
It sounds like such a great idea, right! But sadly, this wasn’t like some scene in a James Bond movie. More like a 10-year-old kid making a freefall, and missing the pool by about 7 feet. I know, talk about pathetic. That stupid move cost me two weeks in the hospital, a broken leg and the nickname “Superman.”
Flying is no easy thing. Now, I treat even grackles with respect.
Our judges wanted to distinguish one more young writer as the most creative in the bunch. Honorable Mention goes to Charlie Mounce, a 5th grader at Barton Hills Elementary!