Youth Writing Contest

The fishing derby – Second Place, Senior Prose

As we drove away from the lake and I thought about my lead in the contest, I could only hope that I would remain in first place and that no one else would score higher than I had. Could I, a 15-year-old girl, possibly win a fishing tournament with 25 or more contestants, of which only three were female? This…

Peaceful Aura – Second Place, Senior Poetry

Peaceful flowing breeze is playing with my hair. Early morning sun puts out a beautiful glare. Another day to mend mistakes that seem to be made without a care. A loving warm comfort that will hold you in mid air. Sudden intense feelings you know will do no harm. Even though you know your day has just begun. My pole…

Wild Turkey Surprise – First Place, Junior Poetry

Upon a morning long ago, A man set out a-hunting, With gun in hand To hunting stand He went his way a-grunting. He set his blow-up decoy out, (A model of a turkey), And settled down To hear the sound Of other fowl a-lurking. The hunter hunkered down to wait And, feeling rather dozy, He counted sheep And fell asleep,…

The Wood Duck, First Place, Junior Prose

The golden sun was just beginning to peak up over the horizon as my dad and I dropped the last few decoys in the water with a splash. Suddenly, we heard a sound like a jet plane flying over us. We both looked up and saw a flock of ringnecks circling the slough and then flying away. A short while…

Cabela’s Poem – Senior Poetry Winner

I dream of mountains, And skies above I adore all the nature, That which I love I dream of the ocean, The deep blue of wonder The sounds of waves, make me shudder. I dream of the jungle, To see the wild unknown, And become sewn, To the adventure. I dream of the arctic The great white valley, So majestic…

Autumn’s Farewell – First Place, Senior Poetry

Come inside! It’s cold out there, the weather is no longer fair. Hurry in, it’s almost here! Winter’s coming, so I fear. Animals are making beds for many months of winter rest, Bears go hurrying with their cubs, Bigger bucks now make their rubs, Squirrels go ’round, collecting food, Robins feed their hungry brood, Snow will fall in a few…

Hunting Time – Second Place, Senior Writing

As my gluteus maximum rested lazily on a bench in a buddy stand that my dad put up before I was able to hunt, I came a conclusion. My conclusion: HUNTING TIME is just like a million dollars. Like a million dollars, hunting time is not going to be lying around somewhere. You have to make a million dollars and…

My Hunting Trip – First Place, Junior Writing

The mercury dropped so fast, it bent the nail the thermometer was hanging on. It was cold! “Let’s go, we’re burning daylight!” my Dad hollered. It was a brutal cold evening in December 2006. It was the second half of the Illinois firearms deer season.  Our luck was running low and our time running out. My dad and I were…

Seasons – Winner, Junior Poetry

Spring Snow melting Puddles splashing Flowers blooming Birds chirping Summer Balls flying Kids swimming Frogs croaking Backs burning Fall Buses rumbling Leaves falling Winds blowing Pies cooking Winter Cookies baking Snowflakes falling Children sledding Parents shivering Categories: Youth Writing Contest