Text Box: Jack Anderson Grade 8 Meridian School, Provo Matthew Kennington, Teacher Second Place, Division C   Instructions             (for my heart)   Fragile.  Do not break. Handle with care. Contents under pressure.   Turn inside out.  Wash gently Delicate. Slight shrinkage may occur.   May break during shipping. May explode if handled roughly. May cause irritation. Settling may occur, but   For a limited time only.   Non-recyclable.  Non-refundable. Non-transferable. Non-negotiable Non sequitur   Do not disconnect, drop, or place in trash. Keep out of reach of girls. Side effects may include temporary blindness, nausea, sweating, clamminess, palpitations, stuttering, and rapid drop in I.Q. Results may vary.   If product stops working, call customer support.   Text Box: Jack Anderson Grade 8 Meridian School, Provo Matthew Kennington, Teacher Second Place, Division C   Instructions             (for my heart)   Fragile.  Do not break. Handle with care. Contents under pressure.   Turn inside out.  Wash gently Delicate. Slight shrinkage may occur.   May break during shipping. May explode if handled roughly. May cause irritation. Settling may occur, but   For a limited time only.   Non-recyclable.  Non-refundable. Non-transferable. Non-negotiable Non sequitur   Do not disconnect, drop, or place in trash. Keep out of reach of girls. Side effects may include temporary blindness, nausea, sweating, clamminess, palpitations, stuttering, and rapid drop in I.Q. Results may vary.   If product stops working, call customer support.  Text Box: Matthew Fee Grade 9 Meridian School, Provo Matthew Kennington, Teacher First Place, Division D   Telemachus at the Station               I.   Steadily the leaden night Slips from Dawn's frozen fingers— The age-worn suitcase too heavy for the boy. The worn bills and flattened ticket in his pocket— The train will be a long time coming. It will come too soon.               II.   A far-off sun pierces the fog, The Cyclops' stare, The low rumble of lightning and the whistle Of a great sky-bird. The train groans to a stop.               III.   The boy sets his jaw.  His eyes Are sharp as javelins.               IV.   The train pulls away, In slow rhythm, like the rowing of a boat. The wild grass ripples like waves, Faster, like the steady heartbeat of birds' wings, Waiting to turn— The gods know which way.  

 

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