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Spring Dream Keeping

The Dream Keepers have had a busy spring. The high school Dream Keepers continue to work on advanced writing projects. Jacque Troy of the Milwaukee Chamber Theatre visited us and presented a four-session playwriting workshop. At least two of the high school students finished plays and submitted them to Milwaukee Chamber Theatre One-Act Playwriting Festival. This is quite an achievement! 

The younger Dream Keepers group continues to grow. We attract a wide group of children each week—especially boys—who are interested in writing. Here are a few of the pieces the young people have created in the past two months.

I AM
by Robert

I am black and I'm proud.
I don't care what I am
Long as God's kind work together.
To be continued ...


ALL I WANT
by Trayvece

All I want is a dad who will
be there for me. Who would love me.
Who wouldn't forget my birthday.
And ask me is it a bad hair day.
Who would call me his little angel
sent from above and
tuck me into bed.
That's all I want.


I AM
by Kenneth

I am a tall giraffe walking the street.
I am a drum hitting to the beat.
When I'm tired, I go to sleep;
I hear the birds go tweet, tweet, tweet.

Summer is like ...
by Ashley, age 9

Summer is like a big ball of fun.
Sleep is a peace.
The moon is like a big night light.
Night is magic.
Day is drowsy.
Water is like a fountain of joy.
Time is priceless; you can't get enough.


Summer is like ...
by Kyle

Summer is like fire.
Sleep is like a break.
Time is like a slide when you can't stop.

Summer is ...
by Xavier

Summer is love. Spring
brings emotion. The heart 
beats back and forth to the
sounds of hummingbirds 
in the summer heat.


Urban Haiku
by Faith, age 9

Fight at school
Two boys punching each other
In the face. Big bump.

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