The Missoula Writing Collaborative
    
June 24, 2013

Dear Friends,

You could make a big difference in somebody's summer.

Our summer camp, Words With Wings, is in its eighth year.  We have grown from a morning camp for about 20 kids to an all-day camp for close to 80 young writers, ages 8-14.    Kids have a chance to work one-on-one with accomplished adult writers, and they engage with each other through writing and sharing their own, original work.   Field trips take them all over town and even into the countryside.  They write about their hometown and the wilderness all around.   They write about rivers and fish and memories and the people they love.  Their writing is gathered into a first-rate anthology, and each week of the camp concludes with a public reading.   

It is an exceptional experience.  Older kids who have attended the camp for seven years are now returning as high school mentors, and University of Montana interns are learning how to be great teachers of writing at this camp.    

This year we want to award TEN scholarships to young writers who hope to attend but can't afford the fee.   Can you help?  
 
Tuition for one week, mornings only = $150.  Tuition for one week, all day = $225.  Tuition for two weeks, five days, 9 a.m. to 4 p.m. = $400.

  Our Words With Wings Scholarship fundraising goal is
$2000.
    
Camp begins July 8.  Please make a donation of any amount now on our website.
 
Just hit the DONATE  button in the top right corner of the home page.
We will send you a copy of the Words With Wings Anthology in thanks.

 You also can mail your check for summer camp scholarship support to:

Words With Wings 
P.O. Box 9237 
     Missoula, MT  59807 

Thank you. 
 
Abbey M. age 13

  

 

DAD

 

We leave for the river.

Our spot.

Your stress reliever, my

time with you.

 

We open the steel cow-gate

and enter: Peace.

The trails wind and twist through

fields of gold and half-burned trees,

parts of forgotten Russian Olives.

 

You tell me to look for "Beaver Trees,"

and I do, even though it's the hundredth

time we've been here.

You help me over the shallow water

caused from a "high tide"

and finally, we're there.

 

The perfect view of river, rock

and mountains. We stop

like we always do, and you speak-

one of the few times you do

on this trip.

 

"Listen," you whisper, surveying the scene,

"What do you hear?

"Nothing," I answer.

"Exactly."

 

And with that final word, you close

your eyes and listen.

My favorite word of yours

Exactly.

 

by Abbey M., age 13

 

 

 
Words With Wings
Summer Writing Camp 2013
 July 8-19