Local students to be published in poetry anthology

Ken Johnston
Editor

The english students in Carolyn Kreger’s grade 2/3 class at Riverview School in Rainy River had earned yet another honour.
Entering the Creative Council (from Utah, USA) poetry contests last fall and this spring, six students have been told they will be published in a Canadian Anthology of poetry this spring and one student, Saragh Fraser of Rainy River won her age group.
Kreger said that the poetry exercise was voluntary and she was really pleased when Saragh, along with Lindsay Bourre, Lindsey Westover, Ericka Tymkin, Kaitlyn Bonhome and Jackie Wittich all decided to enter poems. “It stimulates their creativity,” said Kreger.
Two of them, Fraser and Tymkin were published in the Creative Council anthology for the fall in September. Now they along with the other four will be published this spring in another anthology. Fraser gets an entire page dedicated to her poem as she won her age group in Canada. For her efforts she received $25 U.S. and a copy of the book.
Here are their poems:
Fall 2002:
My Special Gramma
By Saragh Fraser
I have a special gramma.
I love her very dear.
She just passed away.
I started crying very clear.
Not a single drop of happiness.
Just a bunch of tears.
I love her very much.
She now lives in my heart.
My gramma is so special.
We are never apart.
The bells of Heaven ring.
In my ears I hear her sing.
I love my gramma.
How Old is Love?
By Ericka Tymkin
How old is love, you’ll never know.
It will live forever, grow and grow.
Love is precious, patient and kind.
It’s the best thing you’ll ever find.
It’s in the roses that grow in May,
It’s here for us on every day.
It’s in your family;
It’s with the friends you know,
You can find love in Jesus,
It is old and forever grows.
Spring 2003
Misty Sea
By Saragh Fraser
Walking in great big water.
Through the misty sea.
A little girl picked up a stone,
That little girl was me.
The stone was old and very smooth,
How long had it been there?
I began to throw it, then I paused;
Would that be really fair?
Under the water all this time,
It just saw the sun.
To throw it in the deep, dark sea,
Is to stop a life that’s just begun.
I put it in my pocket,
To keep safe until
I put it in my bedroom,
Upon the window sill.
There it sits all warm and dry,
That little smooth grey stone.
Out in the world and part of life;
Never more to be alone.
On Rainy Days
By Lindsey Westover
On rainy days
I don’t go out and play
I stay inside
And play all day with clay
I make funny shapes,
While my mother bakes cakes.
My mother comes
And helps me with my clay
We make a house,
A mouse and shapes all day.
Spring
By Lindsay Bourre
It’s that time of year,
When animals meet
They sing and play
And look so sweet
The deer is the best
With her tiny little fawns
She jumps and runs,
And her fawns run along...
As fast as the wind!
Which one will win?
Each year the animals have their young.
It’s a beautiful time for everyone.

Grandmothers
By Kaitlyn Bonhomme
Grandmothers are special people who love you a lot.
In every story they tell, a lesson is taught.
You can talk to them when your parents are mad.
They make you cheerful and when you are feeling sad.
When you’re troubled and depressed, they show you the way.
You want to visit them, each and every day.
You’ll find that you love them and need them so much.
They’ll always be there to have that special touch.
When it comes to grandmothers, mine’s the best.
Of course she’s better than all the rest.
Under the Deep Blue Sea
By Jackie Wittich
Under the deep deep blue sea,
Are all kinds of creatures,
Some are mean like the giant squid that would pull a sailor down.
Some are nice fish that slowly swim around.
There are many treasures down in the deep blue sea,
Sunken ship treasures.
And treasures of lucky pearls.
Under the sea, the deep blue sea,
Are sea plants and coral of different color and shape.
It can be dark and gloomy
Under the deep, deep, blue sea.