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Essay Competition for Students

We’re pleased to announce an Interview and Essay Competition for youth. If you’re a student in Grades 7-12, interview someone 60+ and create an essay on the theme “My Childhood Home”.

Junior category (ages 12-15)           500 – 750 words
Senior category (15+1 day – 18)   750 – 1000 words

“My Childhood Home” essay contest sponsored by the Rotary Club of Hanover.

There’s more information on the poster below or contact or 519.364.0008.

Entry Forms and Contest Rules:

Entry Form

Youth Literacy Receives Big Boost from Bruce Power, Excellence in Literacy

HANOVER, Ontario (May 30, 2017) – Youth Literacy got a couple of most-welcome shots in the arm this spring, with a major donation from Bruce Power’s Community Investment & Sponsorship and another from the Society of Energy Professionals.

These community-minded organizations have been ongoing supporters of Youth Literacy and their employees have also served as volunteer tutors in the past. The funds will go to volunteer recruitment, public information and awareness events and reaching the families who need these services the most.

Youth Literacy’s own fundraising efforts augment these generous donations. The Rabble Play Scrabble event pits word enthusiasts in the popular board game at Durham’s Garafraxa Café on Sunday, June 11 from 2 – 5 pm. In July, trivia teams match wits at Country Corner’s Trivia Night on Wednesday, July 19th, starting at 7:30 pm. Entries are $10 (trivia), $20 (scrabble), with prizes and glory for all.

Since 1989, Youth Literacy has matched screened, trained tutors for one-on-one sessions with students 6-18 who are struggling with literacy skills – reading, writing and math – and those match-ups continue again this year. There’s also a resource centre, which offers books, games, puzzles and learning aids free of charge to anyone in the South Grey Bruce area (with users from as far north as Owen Sound).

Youth Literacy’s writing competition this year shifts to non-fiction, with an interview/essay competition on the theme “My Childhood Home” for students in Grades 7 – 12. Entrants will interview an older member of the community and capture that information in 500 – 1000 words (depending on grade category). Deadlines for all competitions is January. Cash and prizes will be awarded in both junior and senior categories.

All to reach the many children and youth in the area who are struggling with literacy skills or who want a chance to demonstrate the benefits.

Interested in volunteering? Call SGB Youth Literacy 519-364-0008 or email for more information.

Kimm Culkin

4th Annual South Grey Bruce Youth Literacy Council Spelling Bee, Feb 23rd

Youth Literacy’s fourth annual Great Grey-Bruce Spelling Bee for Adult Teams is slated for Thursday, February 23rd, from 6:30 to 9:30 pm at Frankie’s Restaurant & Pub, 365 10 th  St in Hanover (snow date Thursday, March 2nd, same time and location).

This is one of our major fundraising events for the year, and allows us to benefit children and youth who use our services while  protecting their privacy.

We have had entrants from our supporters, youth- and other service-oriented agencies and organizations, politicians, libraries and their supporters, businesses, volunteers, funding organizations and other public-spirited – and competitive! – groups.

This year, there will be prizes for best spellers, best team name, best team costume, Audience Choice (Spirit Award), and Most Room for Improvement!

How to Enter

Entry forms are available online (pdf)  or by calling 519.364.0008.

Entry is $25 for team members.  Teams are encouraged to enlist at least 3, and preferably 4, team members.

Teams that register before January 31st get an additional Re-buzz!

Stage Shy? Sponsor Some Spellers!

Team sponsorships, from Busy Bee to Honey Bee, are available for individuals and businesses.  This gives the sponsored team a competitive advantage: they get at least one coupon to get out of trouble, called Stress Bee-lief, among other perqs.  Stress Bee-lief categories include Re-buzzes, where teams buy their way back in after potential elimination; Buzz-offs, to discard a word and take a pass; Honey Dip, which allows a team to draw one word in lieu of another, or Stingers, which allow teams to send their stinky word to an opposing team.

Spectators Welcome!

Those who join the fun at Frankie’s on February 23rd  to cheer on the teams can also vote for best team name or costume – at a toonie a vote, ballot box stuffing is not only allowed, it’s encouraged!  Supporters can also help teams buy their way back in after elimination by buying a Stress Bee-lief coupon on the team’s behalf.

Every dollar counts towards helping kids and youth, with a focus on fun. Participants will receive great prizes and major bragging rights, but more importantly, they’ll be raising money for an excellent cause.   For more information, please visit the Youth Literacy website, or Youth Literacy’s Facebook page, or contact Youth Literacy at 519.364.0008.

Date: Thursday, February 23, 2017 Snow date: Thursday, March 2, 2017

Time: 6:30 to 9:30 pm

Location: Frankie’s Restaurant & Pub

365 10 th St, Hanover 519-364- 0711

$25 per team member

Entry Form:


Winners of the 9th Annual Poetry & Short Story Contest

We’re pleased to announce the following winners in the 9th Annual Poetry and Short Story Writing Contest for Youth:

Sabrina Ruetz, Poetry, English
Alessandro Hussey, Poetry, English
Shiloh Newton, Poetry, English
Laryssa Bolek, Short Story, English


Their winning entries are below!

Giant be Silent, by Sabrina Ruetz

“Shh,” said the teacher,
“Shh,” said the creature.

You must be quiet they said to me
You must quiet as can be.

You are not quiet, when you pound
You are not quiet, make no sound

Why must I not make a sound?
Why am I not allowed to pound?

All of us are trying to sleep
So you must not make a peep.

You must not pound
or make a sound.

You must be quiet as can be
You must be quiet they said to me.

Silence Falls, by Alessandro Hussey

outdoors in the winter
snow is falling on red leaves
a wolf howls
          a red sound
in the dark world
    of winter
    a wolf howls again
in the white and red woods
Then silence falls.

SILENT, by Shiloh Newton

I hide behind my hair,
so no one can see my face,
Silent, never to make a sound.

They speak to me,
but I cannot speak back.

I stay in silence.
I cannot say how I feel.

I am silence.

I am silent,silent,
silent forever.

‘Silence’ by Laryssa Bolek

She came to this place every day -where the forest thicket met the soggy river bed-, to sit in contemplation under the awakening twilight. She would listen to songs by the frogs, the locusts, the chorus echoing down from the canopy above and the skittering footsteps of little animals. From where she hailed from remained a mystery to the boy and only fed his curiosity. He would watch her, from in the shadows of the cabin painted with earth, that the wild seemed to claim more and more with the passing of every new moon. And yet he stayed there, was it stubbornness? Familiarity? It held nothing for him now, except the spark of seeing the young girl wait on the mossy bed, in the clutches of nature, for something to come. Again, the curiosity ate away at the small boy’s frail bones. He wanted so dearly to step out the door, and what…..speak to her? If he could, what would he say? Would he ask for her name? No, a name does not define who a person is, rather it’s simply just another title. Perhaps he would ask her what she was waiting for, or where she came from or something else entirely, what she thought of the world above. But it did not matter, he was forever living a life in silence. On the contrary, this day was different. The girl with raven hair and eyes mirroring a stormy sky did not come. The forest clearing seemed hollow, void of her magickal presence. Even the animals and the wild sensed her vacancy, singing nothing at all. Thus, this was the first day the sky opened to release the rain. So he sat in his wooden chair with three legs, scratching away at the windowsill. He’d create mountains, great tall pines and even dragonflies with the edge of his only possession, a copper coin. Though the most prominent drawing in the rotting wood was a single word that repeated itself, crawling up the wall into the infinite space above, ‘speak’. The boy was finishing the last stick in the letter K when he glanced up. Even over his scratching, he could hear the tears rolling off the girl’s sad face. There she sat, elbows upon knees, giving in to the shadows of sorrow. Something deep inside the boy awoke, lifting him from the chair and carrying him out the door that laid ajar. He’d have to comfort her, but without using words. So he took the quivering girl into his arms and lifted his chin to the growing light above. The boy felt his back expand, becoming a fitting home to large feathered wings. Digging his toes into the soft earth, he pushed upwards, leaving behind the confinement of the cabin, the magick of the wilderness and the sorrow of her pool of tears, taking the girl to a place promising joy. As the world fell away and the clouds opened up, the girl lifted her head, a new light shining through her eyes. ‘Thank you, you’ve freed me’, she said. Silence then had a whole new meaning.