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2021 PIP Student posters (ONLY approved)Abigail Lorch, 1st grade Spring Mud Squishy and wet in my hand, Mud comforts my palm. Mud says it’s the proudest member of the world. It makes the world grow. Grass is ok, but mud is SPECTACULAR! Grant Elementary School Adrianna Brock, 8th grade Our colors of skin fill the halls like leaves on a windy day in fall Our differences are what make us, us Equality is something we could discuss, There is no difference between you And me, except the things that make us unique. We all have a goal and that is to succeed. See there is no difference between you and me Skin South East Junior High School Aleksey Titarenko, 7th grade Hot Coco The god Of the Children Run Oh No North Central Junior High School Alessandra Carvalhaes, 8th grade Sound of the waves The refreshing breeze Sight of the horizon Swim a little deeper All is serene Last ray of light Until the sunrise Call of the Ocean North Central Junior High School Alexi Thigpen, 7th grade Raindrops down my window Calming sound of the raindrops hitting the ground See the lightning flash through the glass Hearing the thunder roar But finding peace in the Rainstorm Peace in the Rain North Central Junior High School Bridget Greenwood, 1st grade A Bike Ride I see my hands on handles and my feet on pedals and everything I need to fly. I hear birds singing beautiful songs and the sound of the CUBS from Daddy’s phone. I feel alive, then a bug flies in my mouth! But I still taste freedom as I speed down the trail. Hoover Elementary School Callie Stanley, 7th grade War War is a lie World of killing A calling for blood Nothing for us. North Central Junior High School Carter Morgan, 8th grade Stand before the fire that you began. Yet you tell no one. Blame others for the fire. If you just took the blame. The consequences might not be so dire. But you did not, you said another name. You just started a new fire, it begins again. Before the fire North Central Junior High School Didi Swanston, 4th grade Love Love is something you cannot touch but you can feel, and you can trust. Though love might not always be there You can always open a door to share. I will be there, and hope you will too for love to come through, from me to you. Horace Mann Elementary School Elaina McDonald, 8th grade It is falling down Thought to be gloomy and sad The grey it brings with But comfort is found within That sorrow is like my home Rain, My beautiful thing North Central Junior High School Elizabeth Gugliuzza, 7th grade Shy they call me, silent they say, that is if they even look my way. I am chained. My fear of talking is like a weight. I am invisible. My fear of talking hides me in the shadows unseen. But inside, there is a lion, growling, and pacing. Waiting to speak. Waiting to be heard. But will it? South East Junior High School Emma Yockey, 3rd grade White as icy snow See animals, faces, shapes Suddenly raining. Cloud Willowwind School Emory Anzelc, 7th grade 13 years old: missing my friends, but not wanting to talk Or to deal with them when they call me 13 years old: Is worrying about my appearance, or how other people see me, but not bothering to brush my hair in the morning 13 years old: Is like a museum: So many things to explore and learn about, But so many restrictions about what you cannot touch 13 South East Junior High School Evaleena Karbarnacius, 7th grade Dreams are a wondrous piece of shiny tin in the sand. They are like a tunnel a car can speed through and enjoy despite the darkness At night, you manage to travel the world and make it to different seas and land. Sometimes the world you make it to is pitch black and droopy and heartless. Other times the clouds are swirling cotton candy and it rains sweet, sticky syrup. This light shines in you, your heart rises while your stomach plummets as you begin to stir up. Dreams are a star in the sky that twinkle and glean and are gone the next second. North Central Junior High School Hadley Andersen, 7th grade I see waves I feel myself getting colder Pressure is pushing down Crashing noises Sinking down I feel nothing, everything’s black The sea made it cold. Drowning North Central Junior High School Helenipa Stephens, 11th grade chill through the air summer time comes no longer there does it stay? in your bones and chest dive through it play West High School Isabella Solis, 7th grade Isabella- Plain, delightful, panicky Lover of food, Arizona teas, and sleep Who feels sadness, nervous, and worried in strange places Who gives love, kindness and comfort Who fears spiders, heights, and the ocean Who lives in a state that isn’t usually noticed -Solis North Central Junior High School Jack MacLagan, 7th grade Go into the sky Feel your heart soar and be brave Over the blue earth Northwest Junior High School Keira Cromwell, 6th grade There were three billy goats gruff And there was a stinky troll whose skin was rough And one fine day with a bridge the goats tried to cross The troll wouldn’t let them cross, for he was acting like a boss And on that fine day the troll learned to disapprove of greed For he will be sopping wet indeed The Three Billy Goats Gruff - Revisited Kennedy Conner, 8th grade Birds and bugs fly high The scent of life in the air Sun seeming endless Spring Beauty North Central Junior High School Krisha Kapoor, 10th grade A Mother’s Hug The feeling while embraced in a mother’s hug, A beautiful paradise caressing a bug, Protection and security, you feel at home, Sadness and insecurities are left to roam, No matter how far, no matter how snug, Nothing is as divine as a mother’s hug. Iowa City West High School Lilly Vogts, 8th grade Crusty Rusty Dusty Grime With no lime Even when they had time School lunch is a crime School Lunch North Central Junior High School Madeline Casey, 8th grade I smell the burning. A picture of beauty, now gone. thrown away, and replaced. Gone North Central Junior High School Matthew Smelser, 8th grade Day Warm, playful, Beautiful sun, flowers swaying Shining down bright, all night and day, Cold and breezy, shutting down Glowing moon in the sky, Lighting up the night, Cool, and relaxing Night Olivia Lieberman, 4th grade Wear a Shoe There was once a man named Sheroo He never wore a shoe But one time he fell Into a bell And his foot stepped in a little bit of poo Weber Elementary School Rebecca Matiyabo, 7th grade The Sun The sun shines on all the earth But some don’t know the sun’s a star It shines not because it has a choice It does this because it has to I feel like the sun in my life I am the sun North Central Junior High School Rhea Swanston, 7th grade Spring is a wish happy and bright Spring is a promise full of delight. So, hold it close, hold it tight, think of the wonders enveloped in light. Spring South East Junior High School Rowyn Maas, 7th grade The sky engulfed in white hot flame Rushing fast for us, Then nothing And no one, The world and lives we know All gone Forever Bloop South East Junior High School Ryan Khallaghian, 1st grade Springtime means together time. Flowers and birds wake up. Cubs are born in together time. Snow melts in the sun. Snowdrops are born, babies are grown. Springtime Lincoln Elementary School Savannah Page, 7th grade Grow. Doesn’t everyone know? To grow is to change. Is change bad? If change doesn’t happen, how would we grow? And if we grow, we change. Things change. North Central Junior High School Sophia Shirazi, 7th grade Alone Big City Split Parents Depressed Two Houses Broken North Central Junior High School Summer Bowie-Smith, 8th grade dandelion i am the whisper, the breath of life that sends a dandelion puff scattering, and i watch as she becomes a flower. Solon Middle School Will Piper, Pre-K The snow is falling There’s a lot of snow Snow is white Playing, sledding I like snow! The more snow that falls, The more there is! I Love Snow! Regina Preschool