Student Writing Gallery!

This year, we are publishing a featured piece of student writing every month on the 26th. Each piece will be accompanied by an original illustration.

Grab Your Skates

Kaiya H.
Age 9
Family Writing Lab at Holmes Elementary, April 2018

What would you put in the Ypsilanti time capsule?
Pair of skates.

What do you want this to teach people about your life in Ypsilanti?
If you are losing your composure, just grab your skates and roll on!


Artwork by Jen Harley,

My Favorite Place in Detroit

By Jeremiah J.
Age 8
Detroit After-school Tutoring

My favorite place is the Little Caesars Arena because you get to get food and see basketball and see your favorite team. You can be happy that your team won. You get to buy things like basketball team shirts, basketball team shoes, and say hi to your favorite basketball team players. My favorite team is the Pistons, and my favorite player is Andre.

Inside, it sounds wonderful—loud! And quiet (when they are playing basketball, everybody is quiet until they make a score).

It looks cool. What I see when I’m there is that my team is trying to win a game. What I see when I’m about to go to a game is pictures of back in the day when they used to play basketball, especially the shoes they had.

They let us see the mascot. The mascot’s name is Hooper because he hoops. Hooper is a horse.

Artwork by Jen Harley,

Hot Dog Man!

By Unique B.
Age 12
Estabrook Writers Club

Introduction/Chapter 1:

“Auuuu, I ate too much hot dogs at once. I’ll eat some more later when my stomach starts to digest,” said James as his belly started to growl.

Sorry, didn’t see you there, you’re probably wondering why I’m eating all these hot dogs. Well, let me tell you one thing about me. I love, love, love hot dogs. I would die for them. I lose my mind if I don’t get to have a dozen a day. You’re also probably wondering why I’m at the bottom of Lake Huron and can barely see anything. Well, don’t get freaked out, but I’m a fifteen-year-old vampire. No, no, no, I’m not going to eatcha. I like hot dogs! I don’t know how to do anything except for eat and look for hot dogs.

Well, anyway, this is the story of how James Brown had to come up to shore.

Chapter 2: The Incident?!

“Once again, too much hot dogs,” James mumbled, as I went to go get another hot dog. As soon as I opened the refrigerator, I had a look in my eyes that made me want to scream. I started to twitch like I was mad, then blurted out—-“I’M OUT OF HOT DOGS!!!”

I looked like I was going to blow. I didn’t know what to do. Then, I wondered something: “I’ve always wanted to know what was up there on land. I then got a smile on my face, my grin grew bigger, and I started to blush. “Oh silly me, I could just go up there and see if they have any hot dogs, and if they do, I’ll get some! If they don’t, I’ll be in bad luck for the rest of my life.” I got up and started stuffing as much clothes as I could for my trip, but the most important thing that I needed that I forgot was an umbrella.

Chapter 3:

After twenty-four hours of swimming up from Lake Huron, I finally got up on shore. The sand was soft underneath my feet and the sun was shining bright. I found an umbrella where someone was sleeping and grabbed it because my skin was starting to fall off. It was very flaky from the sun and brownish. It looked disgusting! After I walked about a mile away from the shore, I saw a giant hot dog that was bigger than me. When I walked in the store, I couldn’t believe my eyes! There were a bunch of hot dogs sitting on a rack that looked good and juicy. I picked one of the hot dogs up, took a bite, and it was love at first sight. I didn’t even notice myself putting a whole bunch of hot dogs in my suitcase. Just when I finished my hot dog and was walking out the door, suddenly—-“Hey! Where do you think you’re going with those hot dogs, huh?”

To be continued . . .

Artwork by Jen Harley,

Life Doesn’t Bother Me At All Either

Claire Baker
Age 8
Oxford Virtual Academy
Wee-Bots at Redford – Detroit Public Library

Looking at the door pacing
on the wood floor. Scared to go
out and tell the truth.
Life does not bother me at all.
Having big kids pick on me.
Life doesn’t bother me at all.
Parachuting from a plane.
Life doesn’t bother me at all.

Artwork by Jen Harley,

The Underwater Adventure to Grandma’s Robot Factory
Ms. Wheatley’s Second-grade Class
Gompers Elementary-Middle School

Once upon a time on the moon, Linda the mermaid princess and Midnight Rose the robot cat were swimming through an underwater tunnel on their way to Grandma Senia’s Robot Factory. Linda has long white hair, and can turn invisible. Midnight Rose is Grandma Senia’s robot cat that is black can change sizes. Grandma Senia is a robot that is sometimes good and sometimes bad, and has lots of superpowers at night.

On their way to the robot factory, Princess Linda and Midnight Rose heard the sound of fish and rushing water. Suddenly, in the middle of the tunnel, Mary the Wolf, a werewolf in a scuba suit, stopped them.

Mary shouted, “Stop right there!”

Princess Linda and Midnight Rose were shocked to see Mary the Wolf. They gasped! Then, Grandma Senia, who was looking at this happen from her factory, also gasped. Then every fish in the ocean on the moon gasped.

Princess Linda and Midnight Rose had to figure out a way to get past Mary the Wolf and to grandma’s robot factory . . .

Write your own ending!

Artwork by Jen Harley,


Oh Pizza!!!
Carlos, Age 14
Ms. Widmer’s Eighth-grade ELA class
Academy of Americas

Pizza Pizza Pizza
You’re delicious
Little Caesars is the realest
Cruising through Detroit
Feeling like pizza is a
Oh Pizza
I love you.
Artwork by Jen Harley,

The Plan

Aliyah C., age 10
Liberty Street Tutoring

On the first day of school this friend of a friend of my friend—well, let’s call him Jake—was either feeling rude or wasn’t thinking at that moment and made a comment (a not-so-nice one) about me and my friend J (not Jake). In my mind, I started to fume. Jake did stuff almost EXACTLY like last year, and the year before that. I was not in a good state that day. I forgot my math binder, my dessert, and then this happened. At that moment, not even J could calm me down. The next day I was STILL fuming.

Meanwhile in art class, I don’t know how my other friend Cat did it, but she managed to calm me down. Then we made a plan.

Plan A: Ignore them every single time we spot them.
Plan B: No plan B.
Plan C: ROAST them, then walk away.
Plan D: Yell yo-mama jokes at them till they get the hint.
Plan E: Tell on their teacher because at this point, we can’t handle it on our own.

We wrote down these plans on a scrap piece of paper and we’d start our class from art class and beyond. After art class this gave me confidence and determination.

A week later, after one of his final rude outbursts I told him off. I went up to Jake and told him that I did NOT appreciate all the teasing, comments, and his behavior. I said I had no appreciation for what he is doing and he should knock it off. Apparently he didn’t know he was hurting me that much, so he knocked it off (for now). After I had the courage to tell him off, he never talked about it again. My friend was really helpful and she was and is very kind to me; she is able to conjure ideas and think through problems like this.

Artwork by Jen Harley,

Earth, Year 3000

Austin Andrews, Age 11
Scientist’s Guide to the Galaxy Workshop

From 2020 to now, the year 3000, humans have advanced and conquered the impossible. No longer do you need money and credit cards, and there are no longer any kings or queens. Finally after three thousand-plus years, we as people have found world peace and I guess you can say we are all on an even playing field. We’ve buildings over three miles tall and thousands of advertisements wrapping around them. We have flying cars and worldwide speakers for announcements. We are finally working together as equals.

Artwork by Natalie Marion,

The Magic Medicine

Melanie Arrington, Age 9
Detroit Edison Public School Academy
Detroit After-School Tutoring

One day I woke up in my castle and I feltill and my throat was hurting and I was coughing. But my medicine was gone so I went to my doctor. The crazy thing was that my doctor told me to talk to this crab and the crab was blue and it had a deep voice and he said, “Go to this magic island. Be aware of a magic snake and it will be red with a small voice,” and I went and the snake told me that it is dangerous down there, so I still went and guess what it was? Not dangerous. It was fun looking for the medicine and guess what? I found it!!!

Artwork by Natalie Marion,

How to Sing Not Beyoncé Good or Not Like a Troll Bad (For People Who Can Sing Naturally

Adanya Lewis-El
Age 12
Moving Pencils Writing Club
James and Grace Lee Boggs School

Tip #1: Don’t try to sing better than you already do. You’ll just sound like you’re trying too hard and people won’t like your voice.

Tip #2: Do daily voice exercises. Say a couple la-la-las or stretch your mouth open wide a couple of times to get yourself ready to sing.

Tip #3: Avoid songs that are just not your style. If you listen to a time of music a lot, then you’ll be better at singing in that style! If you try to sing something you don’t listen to, you’ll sound like you don’t know what you’re doing.

Tip #4: Find your style. When I say “find your style,” I don’t mean try to sing exactly like a style/person. Listen to a couple of songs. Example, search “R&B” on YouTube and listen to a couple. Then, if you don’t like that style, maybe search Rock, or Pop, or even rap. When you finally get your style, practice singing in that style.

Tip #5: Practice means perfect. If you are either in the car or at home bored, always practice. If you want to perfect a line in a song or even a WHOLE song, sing it over and over, until you get it the way you want it to sound.

Tip #6: Have fun! If you are trying to sing to impress friends or something like that, give up. If you’re not having fun, what’s the point? It’s not a skill you need to graduate. Have fun with it!

P.S. Get compliments from more than five people to see if you are a natural singer. This list is only for natural born singers.

Artwork by Natalie Marion,

Liberty Street Robot
Supply & Repair
115 East Liberty Street
Ann Arbor, MI 48104
(734) 761-3463
Detroit Robot Factory
1351 Winder
Detroit, MI 48207
(313) 818-0255