Friday, March 21, 2008
WRITING WINNER:
The Eagle and His Wound
| ART WINNER: Renold Williams, twelfth grade, Rocky Mount Preparatory School |
| By Elizabeth Riegel, second grade, Falls Road Baptist Church, School |
| By Dominique Joyner, fifth grade, Nashville Elementary |
| By Miranda Hawkins, fifth grade, Nashville Elementary School |
By Langley Salter, third grade, OLPH Catholic School
One day, an eagle will hatch from an egg. That day there came a lunar eclipse. There were patches of feathers everywhere. The baby bird got wounded when he hit the ground. The wound was terrible; some would call it horrible. The grains of plain sand got into the scratch. It caused the little bird pain. The sounds of pounding hurt its head. The bird could only fly in a zigzag formation.
The witness of the bird's fate is a person who will reign for 29 years. This lean prince had his eye on the spy-glass. That night, the temperature dropped to 20 below. In the morning, the poor little bird had died from the bitter cold.