HomeMy WebLinkAbout2021 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