A Cool Car Shark

A COOL SHARK CAR The Arkansas Writers In The Schools Anthology 1991 The Arkansas Writers in the Schools Program is a project of the Arkansas Arts Council, the National Endowment for the Arts, and the University of Arkansas at Fayetteville. The program is staffed by members of the University's Programs in Creative Writing and Translation. Co-Directors: J'laine Robnolt and Robert M. Wallace Project Coordinator: Michael Heffernan We wish to thank all of the students, educators, and administrators who participated in WITS during the 1990-1991 school year and supported the program with donations and enthusiasm. We also wish to express our deep appreciation to the following people who make WITS possible: Sharon Pyka of Research Accounting; Dr. Keneth Kinnamon, Chairman of the Department of English; Dr. Leo Van Scyoc, Associate Chairman and Director of Composition; Rhonda Benish, Office Manager of the English Department; English Department secretaries Shelly Efird and Elizabeth Sutton; Dr. Don Ousterhout, Director of Research and Sponsored Programs; Dr. John Stokes, Assistant Director of Research and Sponsored Programs; and the members of the staff of Printing Services, who have given generously of their time each year. This year's anthology title is based on a drawing received by Richard Matthews from a student at Baldwin Elementary in Paragould. PARTICIPATING SCHOOLS Anderson Elementary, Crossett Baldwin Elementary, Paragould Beebe Elementary, Beebe Biggers-Reyno Elementary and High School, Biggers and Reyno Booneville High School, Booneville Dumas High School, Dumas Farmington Elementary, Farmington Fordyce Middle School, Fordyce Fountain Lake Elementary, Hot Springs Greenbriar Elementary and Middle School, Greenbriar Horatio High School, Horatio Hot Springs Middle School, Hot Springs John Tyson Elementary, Springdale Lockesburg Elementary and Junior High School, Lockesburg Lonoke Elementary, Lonoke Marvell Primary, Marvell Our Lady of the Holy Souls, Little Rock Parkin Elementary, Parkin Pea Ridge Elementary and High School, Pea Ridge Prairie Grove Upper Elementary, Junior High, and High School, Prairie Grove Ringgold Elementary, Benton Rose Bud Elementary, Rose Bud Sheridan Junior High School, Sheridan Springdale High School, Springdale St. Theresa' s School, Little Rock Van Buren Junior High School, Van Buren Van-Cove Elementary, Cove Vilonia Elementary, Vilonia Vilonia Junior High School, Vilonia West Elementary, Paragould Wickes Gifted and Talented Program, Wickes Wynne High School, Wynne VISITING WRITERS Brad Barkley Patty Commerford Heather Doyal Lee Durkee Jhon Emery Andy Fox James Frank Charles Freeland Kathryn Gessner Kris Kirk Graham Lewis James Lovel Richard Matthews Ian Morris Susan Perabo David Pratt Jay Prefontaine Sonya Reeves J'laine Robnolt Kenneth Smedley Dan Smolla Randolph Thomas John Thompson Grant Vecera Robert M. Wallace David West Steve Yates Bob Zordani THE ARKANSAS WRITERS IN THE SCHOOLS ANTHOLOGY 1991 ART DIRECTOR: JOHANNAH BOMSTER COMPUTER CONSULTANT: ANDY FOX EDITOR: J'LAINE ROBNOLT ANDERSON ELEMENTARY CROSSETT, ARKANSAS Faculty Contact: Mary Jane Bell Manning Visiting Writers: Richard Matthews and Ian Morris December in Crossett My Room December in Crossett smells My room dirty like pine straw My room trashy from Christmas trees. My room big It looks like white shaving My room junky cream on the ground. Douglas, 4th Grade It feels like cold cold ice in your hand. The Base ball It sounds like people singing carols. I am a base ball It tastes like sweet candy. flyin' through the air Jenny Donaldson I feel the bat hitting me, I Am an Earring sending me flying through despair. I dangle off someone's ear, But I cannot hear. I taste the bitterness Sometimes I'm an animal. of the glove at the end I could be a shape, of my journey. Or I could be an ape. Roy Langstaff I could be a flower, Or the Eiffel Tower. I Am a Rattlesnake I am bright and pretty colors, And I have many brothers. I hear my tail rattling, Stella Schueller I feel mosquitos sucking my blood, Wind I smell the dirt getting in my eyes, The wind is a cool breeze I taste the grass getting on my flying through the air. tongue, I go in places everywhere. I see a lawnmower coming at I am not afraid of anyone me. because I am only air. Jason Hughes Kelly Gray 1 The Ghost I Am a Frog I see shaking shudders. I taste the bugs in my mouth. I hear the door beating in the I smell their guts being crushed wind and the hooting owls. between my teeth. I smell the fresh fish on the I see their wings flapping shore. as I try to catch them. I taste the stickiness of the I hear the crickets chirping. cobwebs. Joey Fletcher I feel the coolness of the night and the moon coming up. Nancy Gresham I Am a Football I see players charging at me, I hear helmets crashing by me, I feel like I'm going to throw up, I smell sweat and hot popcorn, I taste dirt flying in my face. Danny Schueth I Am a Small Kitten I smell my mother trying To bathe me as I run away. I feel her rough tongue licking my face. I hear my brothers and sisters meowing at my mother. I taste the milk from my mother. But I can•t see a thing. Jamie Willis 2 BALDWIN ELEMENTARY PARAGOULD, ARKANSAS Faculty Contact: Christy Blackshear Visiting Writers: James Lovel and Richard Matthews Arkansas Acrostic So Much Depends Arkansas is where I live So much depends upon Rice, wheat, and com are foods A red Killing living deer is a hobby Car Anybody that wants to come, do Racing with the clear Nobody can only come once Wind Say, what state are you from? Beside a brick Arkansas is where to live- Wall. Seriously, please come. Dawn Beasley Rachel Wood Love I Am a White Flower Love smells like a flower I am a white flower. And tastes like a warm When it rains, I take a shower. summer's shower. I smell fresh fall days. Love looks like a person smiling When it's winter, I smell them And sounds like a dog barking. Different ways. It feels so warm that every time I taste the grass. You touch it you would probably I eat it fast. Squirm about. Sometimes I eat cheese Karina Gurnsey And I see the trees. I look up at the sky I Am a Dictionary And then I die. Kimberly Steele I smell paper I taste chocolatey fingers The Pumpkin roaming through my pages. I see words. I am a pumpkin. I hear people reading my words. I feel people cutting me. I feel thick. I smell them bake me Wendy Jones to make a pie. I hear them laugh-- I taste some of the wax from a candle. I see them put me outside. Mike Kington 3 Babies, Boo for Boys Babies, send them to the Navies. Boys are disgusting. I can't take them anymore. Girls are truly thoughtful. I will kick them out the door. Boys will knock your books Daniel Stafford down when you're walking in the hall. How Will You Know? Girls will grow up And will not get married. How will you know Crystal Gurnsey If the earthquake is coming? How will you know? I Am a Flower The floor starts to move. The ceiling will fall. I hear bees buzzing all around The bricks will fall. me. How will you know? I taste sour pollen. Chris Jackson I feel strong winds blowing. I see seeds flying in the wind. Nikki Pillow 4 BEEBE ELEMENTARY BEEBE, ARKANSAS Faculty Contact: Jean Harvey Visiting Writers: Charles Freeland and David West The Bass Fisherman Speaks How to Know for Sure of the Lake at Dawn You're on the Moon The lake is so calm and foggy. First you would not see There's nothing like catching anything. a big bass Then you couldn't stay on the On a quiet lake at dawn. ground. You can smell fish as you glide You would just have to float through the lake. around. You can feel the cool water When you come back to the As you reach down to get spaceship, that big fish. You would float there too. Chris Roper It's hard to stay in place When you're in this place. The Astronomer Talks Malinda Herring About Being Alone with the Telescope The Aging Athlete Remembers I would say that I love His Last Victory to be with my telescope And to look at my stars and I was in the ring, planets. The smell of sweat And the flashing of lights I talk to my telescope just like from cameras. a person The bell rang, the champ And I tell it what I see swung, And sometimes my telescope I ducked by reflex. Will even answer me back. I remembered the champ Tonya Woolsey had a glass jaw. I swung with all my might. If Fingers were Headlights Boom, it hit. He fell to the ground. Seeing would be sliding your As he staggered up, I swung hand a gam. Out the window That swing was the last. To see who's there. He was down for good. Charlie Willard Josh Jeffery 5 The Truck Driver The 7-11 Manager Tells About 3 A.M. When he speaks of the road, He thinks of miles of open He said, 4 green things country. walk in and grab 4 bags of When he's on the road talking chips, on the CB, 4 sodas, and 8 candy bars. "Come over," And then three Goons come m. He's listening to the radio. 2 of them had guns But the bad part is smelling and 1 had a metal suit on- the pigs.

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