[Y]oung Writers Project, an independent nonprofit based in Burlington, engages young people to write and use digital media to express themselves with clarity and power, and to gain confidence and skills for school, the workplace and life.
Each week, VTDigger features a writing submission โ an essay, poem, fiction or nonfiction โ accompanied by a photo or illustration from Young Writers Project.
YWP publishes about 1,000 studentsโ work each year here, in newspapers across Vermont, on Vermont Public Radio and in YWPโs monthly digital magazine, The Voice. Since 2006, it has offered young people a place to write, share their photos, art, audio and video, and to explore and connect online at youngwritersproject.org. For more information, please contact Susan Reid at sreid@youngwritersproject.org.

This week, we present the second-place winner of YWPโs springย writing contest celebrating Vermont Writes Day through our Communityย Journalism Project initiative.
ย ย ย The Community Journalism Project (CJP) is a new initiative established by Young Writers Project toย help share the voices of young Vermonters on issues shaping their lives and their future, through writing and photo challenges, journalism skill-building, workshops, and newspaper publication.
Contest challenge: ISSUE
ย ย ย ISSUE. Whatย is oneย issue that really mattersย to you, globally, nationally orย locally? What keeps you upย at night? How does this issue affect your vision of the future?
“I write because these days it seems that it is the only way to stay afloat amid the screaming world. There are so many problems our earth and fellow humans are facing, and writing can be the perfect antidote to hate. But I also write because honestly, I don’t know who I am without being surrounded with words and lyrics. Poetry has become such a big part of my heart and soul that I cannot imagine my life unspoiled by language, and oh, how spoiled I am!” โ Emma Paris
Here, Fix This
Emma Paris, 13, Putney
Second place
“Here, fix this,”
they say, handing out the homework.
I stare at the world โ er, worksheet.
This is a problem I can’t solve alone.
The world is heating.
What am I supposed to do?
The oceans are rising.
What am I supposed to do?
Species are dying.
What am I supposed to do?
We are dying …
What am I supposed to do?
I raise my hand,
“What are we supposed to do?”
The billionaire โ er, teacher looks up.
“Fix it.”
Nobody is working.
We are all solemnly staring at
our world โ er, worksheet.
It’s quiet.
I can hear the clock ticking away
the seconds we have left.
The CEOs โ er, teacher tells us to hand them in.
I am the last to hand mine in.
I notice no one wrote anything on theirs.
We sit down.
I raise my hand again.
“What was the answer?”
The president โ er, teacher looks startled.
He doesn’t say anything.
“Never mind,”
I say, walking out of the classroom.
“We already know.”
I walked out that day …
and I wasn’t the only one.

