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Just Like You

By KathleenE., Sewickley, PA

Feet dangle inches above Tantalizingly taunting … They strive to graze the bicycle’s pedals, Just as my hands strive to emerge From the lemon yellow dress You handed down to me. My slow growth is too far behind Your quick judgment, Constantly comparing a hazy... (more »)

Sparrow

By pandafyre, Vail, AZ

Every morning I look out at the streets but I don’t watch the cars. I watch the people – the fat man who sells hot dogs on the corner, the newspaper lady wearing the neon orange vest. Sometimes a kid rides by on a bicycle. Other times, the elderly woman who lives one floor... (more »)

Ice Cube - Actor/Musician

By McClain J., Kansas City, MO and Angela R., Gilbert, AZ

“Are We There Yet?” is his latest movie, due to be released January 21, but it’s a rhetorical question because the man known as Ice Cube is most definitely there - at the top. Ice Cube is an appropriate nickname for a man as... (more »)

Teen Drinking

By Sarah B., Los Gatos, CA

Have you ever been offered an alcoholic beverage? What about someone saying “Don’t worry, just have one little sip”? Most people have their first drink by the time they’re 13. That first drink can be the start of a troubled life. Drinking can make teens feel good,... (more »)

Keeping Music Real

By Abby H., Newton, MA

Music is a powerful thing. It evokes feelings and has the power to bring people together. Music is also a way for people to express themselves and share ideas, whether through poetic lyrics or throbbing anthems. But today, artists are not known for their music, but for how... (more »)

The House of the Scorpion by..

By Continuum, Cannon Falls, MN

When my mom gave me The House of the Scorpion, I thought I would never read it. The cover was red and black and had a large, creepy scorpion on it. My first thought was this was some horror story with bugs crawling all over. I finally gave in and began reading it. Immediately... (more »)

Playing at Sunrise.

By Charlotte M., Naples, FL

Little children playing at sunrise on the beach in Florida. (more »)

How I Became an "Old Man"

By Hao W., Culver, IN

“Sir‚ name and rank‚ sir.” That was my most frequently used phrase during my first month in the United States at the Culver Military Academy. I was a second-class man (junior) but also a new cadet. As a Chinese student who had never been to America before, it... (more »)