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Acrostic to Celebrate Thanksgiving

ColorMe Thankful
Haley Grace Hall, Grade 6


Casual conversations
Optimistic Octobers
Light-hearted laughter
Ornate Ornaments
Red Robins
Massive Meals
Extra Eggnog

Tolerable Thunderstorms
Hearty Hugs
Appetizing Apple Tarts
Next door Neighbors
Kindhearted Kindred
Faithful Friends
Unforgettable USA
Long-lasting Leftovers

A Thanksgiving to Remember

Students Publish Here welcomes another young writer. Taylor Dunkley has written a lovely poem about the first Thanksgiving. Notice her use of sensory images and alliteration, key elements of good poetry.

First Feast
Sleek black braids sway in the wind.
Dark brown eyes stare intensely at strange ships.
Booming voices bargain with pale blue-eyed people. Coarse, calloused hands clutch crude tools,
As prosperous plantings sprout.
Strong muscular men stalk wild turkey. Moccasin-covered feet dance
Gleefully with friends
At the first Thanksgiving feast.
- Taylor Dunkley, Grade 5

C.S. Lewis' Impressions of Billy Graham

In an interview conducted with C. S. Lewis in 1963 at Cambridge University, Lewis was asked what he thought of "Billy Graham asking people to come to a point of decision regarding the Christian life?" Here is Lewis' reply:

"I had the pleasure of meeting Billy Graham once. We had dinner together during his visit to Cambridge University in 1955, while he was conducting a mission to students. I thought he was a very modest and a very sensible man, and I liked him very much indeed.

In a civilization like ours, I feel that everyone has to come to terms with the claims of Jesus Christ upon his life, or else be guilty of inattention or of evading the question. In the Soviet Union it is different. Many people living in Russia today have never had to consider the claims of Christ because they have never heard of those claims.

In the same way, we who live in English-speaking countries have never been forced to consider the claims, let us say, of Hinduism. But in our Western …

Welcome, Hannah Peshek!

Students Publish Here welcomes another new writer, Hannah Peshek, in grade 5. Reflecting on how a young Indian girl might have felt about White Europeans, having never seen one, Hannah has written the following poem about that first encounter.


First Encounter
Hannah Peshek

Sleek black hair shines
and bright feathers flutter.
Dark brown eyes dart back and forth,
suddenly transfixed
by this first encounter.

Muffled feet, agile legs,
creep along the meadow.
Slim bodies sink low as
mysterious newcomers draw closer,
with blonde hair bouncing, blue eyes surveying.

Pressing closer to the ground,
searching their minds,
for stories of strange pale people,
the Indians struggle with fear…
What tribe could this be?

Welcome, Sarah Cline!

The following historical fiction was written by Sarah Cline, a fifth grader. This piece is based on the story of John Howland, a Mayflower pilgrim who fell overboard during a storm and managed to be saved.


Mary's Adventure
Sarah Cline

The boat of the Mayflower rocked, making Mary Anja sway. However, she tried very hard to resist the urge to kneel down on the floor and throw up, for she was holding her five-month-old sister. Besides, she knew if she did throw up, her mother would not spare her another meal, and she needed her strength. She remembered the day she had boarded the ship with her mother, father, and younger sister. Then, it had looked small. Now, it looked miniscule.

The rocking became steadily worse and rain began to pelt the deck above. The boat tilted once more. Mary sighed and sat down on a crowded bench, for she knew she would fall and drop her sister if she did not. She bit her lip, wanting to cry out in pain, for the bench she was sitting on was splintered, uneven a…

Ed Pacht: The Writing on the Wall

Belshazzar's Wall
an acrostic


Many men making merry,
Eating freely of the substance of the land
Never giving thought to their Creator
Even offering insult to their God


Money flowing oh-so-freely
Every pleasure is with passion sought
No god worshiped but great Mammon
Endless blasphemies in them abound


Those who worship at that altar
Each pursuing his own right
Killing there their unborn children
Ending lives almost begun
Living thus in phony freedom


Unless they shall now mend their ways
Prostrate lying at the feet of God
His hand shall come to rest upon them
And they shall know the cost of sin
Repent, He says, amend your ways
Seek forgiveness at the Cross
In sorrow come to seek His joy
Now and evermore. Amen.


- Ed Pacht
October 11, 2008

Attention, Young Writers!

Patrick Henry College Young Writers Short Story Contest

If you love to write and are between the ages of twelve and eighteen, Patrick Henry College's first writing contest, "A Call to Pens," is for you.

Students between the ages of twelve and fifteen will create stories exploring the "Pursuit of Purpose."

Participants in the second division, ages sixteen to eighteen, will pen fiction with the theme, "Joy in Pain."

The College will award several cash prizes to the top writers nationwide. The entry deadline is November 30, 2008, with winners to be announced early January 2009.

PHC Provost, author, and cultural commentator Dr. Gene Edward Veith will serve as one of the judges for the competition, which is organized by the student-run Community Involvement Commission. All proceeds will be donated to the “Finish the Foundation” building fund for the completion of the Barbara Hodel Student Center. For more information and competition rules, please visit www.phc.…