Announcement: New Edition of Writers in the Schools Anthology: CAMBIA

The Cabin's WRITERS IN THE SCHOOLS (WITS) PROGRAM touches the lives of many young people each year, due to the talents of writers, the generosity of funders, and the gifts of many community friends. We are so excited to have a new edition of Cambia coming out this year! We are busy editing and getting the anthology ready for publication this month. We would like to invite you to our annual WRITERS IN THE SCHOOLS reading, which will be held May 7 at 7:00 pm in the Library Auditorium. This is our opportunity to honor and support all the young writers who participated in this year's WITS program and we hope to see you there! If you have questions, give us a call at 208.331.8000.
This wouldn't have been possible without the participation and encouragement of faculty and administration in this year's participating schools:
Ada County Juvenile Detention Center                                                               Roosevelt Elementary School
Canyon Springs High School                                                                             Rose Hill Montessori School
Cynthia Mann Elementary School                                                                      Seven Oaks Elementary School
Foothills School of Arts and Sciences                                                                Southwest Idaho Juvenile Detention Center
Foothills School of Arts and Sciences CHOICE program                                      Victory Academy
Frank Church High School
Heritage Middle School
Marian Pritchett High School
Rolling Hills Charter School

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Call The Cabin to learn how to bring a teaching writer to your school!
Phone: 208.331.8000

Young authors see their work in print for the first time in CAMBIA, the annual publication
from The Cabin's Writers in the Schools Program.

Selected poems from CAMBIA, the WITS annual anthology:

A River Runs Through a Valley
Masala, Marian Pritchett School
WITS Spring 2011

Some things you cannot
hang on the back of a chair,
or a hook on the wall.
But I see them just the same.

They are running through me
like a river runs through a valley.

I wear determination,
every day
I wear my faith,
I put strength on
like a boxer
puts on his boxing gloves,
I wear my background
in bright, soft colors
that wrap my heart.
Lessons
Olivia Fowler, Les Bois Jr. High School
WITS Spring 2011

As the deep blue sky
teaches the peregrine falcon to fly high,
the Rocky Mountains
teach the pine trees to grow higher.
As any tree teaches its red, orange and green leaves,
if you want to grow tall, you must fall.
As the wolf teaches the husky
how to howl to the moon,
the moon teaches the millions of stars
how to glow.
As my stepmom teaches my dad,
my dad teaches my sister, and I,
I learn from everything that surrounds me.

As the first snow teaches
the wild strawberries how to make you smile,
as a light rain
teaches a fresh water stream
how to glisten some more,
the ocean mist teaches the fresh spring day breeze
how to blow against your face just right.
That's how I learned to write.
Ode to Hellen Keller
Angel Morales, Work and Learn High School
WITS Spring 2008

I am without sight
But your shadow cools me against the sun
I am without ears
But I sense when whispers pass
I am without sound
But I can feel your love when I mumble my stutters
I, you still gone, I always read your letters
My smile says more but not enough
I like to hear remarks
When I feel my way out
Enjoy the blue clouds, yellow laughter
Pink smiles when rain is so many things.