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Student Writer: Jacqueline Kasinskas

A wonderful poet at thirteen.

This week’s featured writer: Jacqueline Kasinskas

School: Washington Middle School

Age: 13

Grade: 7

Teacher: Mrs. Noonan and Mrs. Mule

What have you learned in school that makes you a better writer? This year I have learned many wonderful techniques that have made me become a better writer. For example, our class has practiced the “Collins Writing” format throughout the year. In this writing exercise we had to complete three FCAs, (Focus Correction Areas,) which have helped us to complete the criteria for that lesson. I have also learned the elements of writing a great essay.

What is your favorite book? I have read so many great books this year that it is very hard to choose just one. But I love Dear John by Nicholas Sparks. I could feel the heartfelt emotions that he took the time to write about. It was definitely a tear jerker.

What do you like to do outside of school? I like to do many things outside of school. I am on the track and volleyball teams. I am also in band, broadcast club and drama club. I love to be outside, hang out with friends and curl up on the couch with a great book.

Jacqueline’s Writing:

 Autumn Observations

Parked cars motionless in the street,
still nothing moves.
A dead leaf crunches on the autumn grass,
then more and more crunching.
I look around,
realizing it's just a lawn mower going over leaves.
I stop writing.
A car passes,
a dog and its owner walk past and down the street,
also crunching along the way.
Colorful leaves on the trees, line the streets up and down.
Every so often a leaf falls -
down, down, down splat crunch.
Another leaf says goodbye.
The sun starting to set,
animals going in for the night,
insects coming out, crickets chirping and
bugs buzzing.
A slight breeze blows by,
then stillness.
Planes fly into the night,
their lights blinking with
delight.
A full moon shines brightly
over head.
Stars twinkle and
clouds blow by.
Ahh, another slight breeze urges
people shivering to go inside.
A dog howls into the night.
A rabbit scurries off into woods.
More dogs bark and
the stillness comes around once more.
Lights turn off in houses andchildren go to bed
while parents stay up a little bit longer
before going to bed themselves.
All I hear now is the soft rise and fall of a person sleeping
someone's snoring
night sounds
night goes on.

Joanne Conte June 23, 2011 at 01:41 PM
Congratulations, Jacqueline, on your creative writing abilities. I am extremely impressed with your use of onomatopoeia in this poem. Your family, friends, principals, teachers, the entire Washington community, and I are very proud. Also, I am proud to see the efforts exerted by Mrs. Noonan, Mrs. Mule and all the other educators who contributed to your development as a writer. Sincerely, Joanne Conte Supervisor of Language Arts (6 - 12) Meriden Public School

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