2009 Forest Appreciation Week Writing Contest Honorable Mentions
Grannie's Tree, My Tree
By Arianna Watkins, Shady Lane Elementary, Menomonee Falls, WI
This beautiful tree bloomed in Grannie's front yard Saturday, May 2, 1999. This beautiful tree was all alone in Grannie's front yard, all by itself, until a cheerful little girl came along. She was scared of its cuts, holes, and scars, but she loved that deciduous tree so much. Everyday when she went to Grannie's house, she would ask Granny if she could read with her under the tree. She'd give the tree a hug. She'd kiss the tree. She loved the tree. She'd even try to speak to the tree. This was her tree. She loved the smooth and bumpiness of the tree. She loved the beautiful white of the tree. She loved everything about this tree. This beautiful tree was special. There was something magical about this tree. Because when she got older, this tree helped her come up with new ideas for stories. And you know what? That little girl is probably writing this essay you are reading. My favorite tree is the birch bark tree.
Teacher: Judith Berry
Christmas Tree
By Margaret Nilsen, Thoreau Elementary, Madison
Christmas tree
Christmas tree
When you were little
With your family
You grew up and up and up.
Christmas tree
Christmas tree
We cut you down
Took you home
Gave you ornaments galore
We celebrated Christmas together
Until the time came.
Christmas tree
Christmas tree
Next year came fast
You're out the door
I save you
And take you away
To a far away place
Just you and I
To be together
Christmas forever.
Teacher: Kellie Bett
My Favorite Tree
By Cassidy Roberts, Seneca School, Seneca
You're so tall.
I'm so small.
I'd like to sit on your branches
And see all the ranches.
I'd like to climb to the top of you
And see all the world below you.
If I could climb all the way,
I'd probably see Green Bay.
I know you live in California,
I just want to warn yah.
If it falls,
You won't get any wake up calls.
There's a park named after you.
I'd like to go there,
And learn all about you.
You're so round,
And I'm so bound.
My favorite tree is a redwood tree.
Teacher: Lewis Ellefson
My Favorite Tree: the Mystery
By Kailey Preuss, Hillsboro Elementary School, Hillsboro
My favorite tree is all sticky.
It makes my fingers all icky.
I don't have leaves but I'm a tree.
I am green and pokey.
I am green all year long.
I have ancestors that are long long gone.
I get climbed every now and then.
I grow really high.
Sometimes I feel like I'm in the sky.
Birds make nests on me, but I don't care.
I live here and there.
I live everywhere.
Have you figured out what I am?
I am the pine tree.
That's what I am.
Teacher: Mrs. Jenny Barreau
The Sugar Maple Tree
By Brynn Baker, Janet Berry School, Appleton, WI
I am a sugar maple tree. I'm very big and strong and free.
Many animals live in me. My wood is used for furniture,
flooring, and boxes you see. I give you up to 60 gallons of
sap a year. My leaves turn the brightest reds, oranges, and
yellows of all the maples when fall is near. I m a very
important tree some say. On my branches is where children
play. There are lots of things I do for you. My seeds make
trees so large and new! I give you shade in the summer so
hot. I give you your oxygen and paper a lot.
My sap will turn into
Syrup for your
Pancakes.
Yummy
Fruit is
What my
Branches
Make.
My roots
Are strong in
The ground.
I'm a nice
Tree to
Have
Around!
Teacher: Mrs. Debbie Tracy
My Favorite Tree - My Maple
By Nicole Ciha, St. Mary's School, Luxemburg
In the summer her leaves are green
Just like the grass on the ground
She is shade for birds and me
And the flowers which abound
My Maple's leaves look so pretty in the fall
With the colors of red, yellow, gold and brown
What a background
My Maple is so nice as it is home to many forest friends
Birds sit on branches and make their homes with twigs and leaves
The squirrels scurry around looking for lots and lots of nuts
To store in her big round trunk
In the Spring when the sun is bright and the nights are cold,
My Maple makes a sugary delight
The sweet maple syrup makes my pancakes nice and sweet
Yum! Yum!
In My State of many trees
The Sugar Maple is Wisconsin's State tree
With leaves of green, my maple stands strong and tall,
She is honored by all.
Teacher: Marlene Ropson
The Sugar Maple Tree (Acer Saccharum)
By Ariane Zimmerman,Pleasant View Elementary, Antigo<
The sugar maple is my favorite tree. It is part of my family history. The syrup I put on my pancakes and ice cream comes from these trees. So does the sugar I mix with nuts. That's yummy!
In Spring, my tree's sap flows up to the leaves in the day and down to the roots at night.
Sap can be collected by putting a spout in a tree and hanging a bucket from it.
I learned that trees tapped in one area, are called a sugar bush. That sounds good to me.
Many maple trees live in Wisconsin. The colors of the leaves are red, green, and yellow. My favorite tree can be 130 feet high! That's almost 33 of me!
A nice green tree shaded my playground the whole Summer!
In Autumn I love to jump in the red and yellow leaves.
In Winter I watch a squirrel climb up the tree and I yell to it "Wait for me!"
My Great Grandparents, Grandparents, and Parents collected sap and took it to my Great Uncle, who was one of the leading producers of maple syrup in the world!
This is why the sugar maple is my favorite tree.
Teacher: S. Hendrickson
My Favorite Tree
By Morgan Boie, Thorp Elementary, Thorp
My favorite tree
Has got to be
A oak.
It is no joke!
I climb and play
In the branches all day.
Acorns fall
And grow so tall.
I like the tree
And the trees likes me.
Squirrels climb in the tree so high
I think that tree touches the sky.
Chipmunks hide their nuts in the hollow tree trunk
I think in the roots hides a skunk.
We chop down your branches for things like benches
And chairs and pencils but not metal for wrenches.
The tree dies and rots away
Hopefully another will grow again someday.
That's the end of that tree
That tree was so dear to me,
Good-bye.
Teacher: Mary Whooley
My Favorite Tree
By Matthew Hilgart, Park Falls Elementary School, Park Falls
My tree gives me air,
It gives me fruit.
I can make a fire or a home,
It can also give me shade.
It's big and bushy,
It makes me paper.
I can climb it,
I can read by it.
Birds nest in it,
The leaves crackle and crunch.
Deer eat the fruit if it falls,
It can be a goal in soccer,
It can be a goal post in football.
It can be a goal in tag,
I can hide behind it in a game of hide-and-seek,
I can hang a tire swing from it.
It gives me warmth in the winter,
It makes part of the water cycle.
It is called transpiration.
But unfortunately it will not make me syrup,
It does not grow nuts.
Maybe you figured it out,
It is the apple tree.
Teacher: Mrs. Virginia Luoma
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