Olivia Christie

What is the most important thing to you about your life in Vermont? This is a question I get asked when my relatives come to visit, their inquisitiveness overloading with questions, inquiries, and wonders about Vermont. So, this one's for my relatives...To be a Vermonter is a great honor. I love my hometown of Fairfield, love the people in it. I love knowing faces as we drive by cars on the road, each new face smiling and waving hello, just passing by, commuting to their next destination. We all know each other. I love my town and my Vermont. The season's changes in Vermont are most the important things about Vermont to me.

The Wacky Poem [my life in silly stanzas]

I go to Fairfield Center School
I wish it had a swimming pool

My favorite food is chips
On trampolines I can do flips

My brother’s name is Jed
He has a giant head

For pets I have four cats
They all wear funky hats

My favorite color is blue
On toes my dog will chew

This is my silly poem
For now I will phone home

Fear, Actually
Fear is a complicated subject. There are so many fears out there. For instance did you know zoophobia is the fear of animals? Well, I can see why you would be afraid of a grizzly bear or a mountain lion but how about a cuddly kitten or a frog (that isn’t poisonous)? Do you have zoophobia? ....

Waiting
Waiting for the doctor just to get it over with dreading every moment every shot that she will give

Waiting for the dentist who will floss and drill and brush so that many years later my teeth won’t turn to mush

Waiting for the theme park ride the newest of the of the bunch
I’m just hoping afterward I will not lose my lunch

Green For Me

By Olivia Christie
Fairfield Center School, Grade 5

Green for me is many things but most of all it’s spring

It’s the cool, moist grass against my bare feet
the air a springtime aroma smelling strangely sweet

The warm dark nights under the stars above
the soft muffled coo of the mourning dove

The sunset releases a comforting glow
the river so calm waking up from the snow

Spring for me is many things but most of all it’s green

The Invisible Sweater

I take a step into my closet. I take a look around. I am on a mission. I need to find my mom’s sweater that I wore last month. She needs it for work tonight. I am lost. My closet is a disaster. Last time we cleaned it I was nothing but a drooling baby.

Must Say Goodbye

One clear blue summer night Annie and Nick were walking down an old road. When suddenly the sky lit up and out of the darkness came a little girl, dressed in white. Annie and Nick ran to toward her but she disappeared. They started to walk away. Then they heard crying. The children whipped around. There she was walking toward them.
“Who are you?” Annie called.