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Young Voices: Horseshoe Crabs and the Arts™
The power of
expression from our
young environmental
stewards is a vastly
underutilized resource.
Through ERDG’s website
and annual traveling art
show, these voices are
united throughout the
world in celebration of
the horseshoe crab.
This 1999 poster was compiled from 8
entries of students from the 4th grade
class at Rodgers Ford E.S. Towson, MD.
Young Voices: Horseshoe Crabs and the Arts™
Over the past
decade, thousands of
students have
contributed to this
collective voice,
sharing their
heartfelt expression
through poems,
stories, images and
musical compositions.
The slides to follow
showcase the power
of their works.
Zitali Castellanos, grade 8, Milford M.S., Milford DE
We believe that through art we
can change the negative image of
an animal, which plants the seed
of compassion for all living beings.
Lily McDevitt, 2nd grade, Dennis Township Primary School, Cape May, NJ
Courtney Ay, grade 10, Haverford H.S., Haverford, PA
Karina Jaswari & Keerthana Mallavarapu, Grade 6,
Convent of the Holy Infant Jesus, Kellock, Singapore
Julianna Garcia,
2nd grade, Dennis
Township Primary
School, Cape May
Court House, NJ
Jessica Colon, pre-K,
Biscayne National Park,
Homestead FL
Gina Pace
grade 5
Mt. Pleasant E.S.
Wilmington, DE
Faith Schaffer, Grade 10, Haverford High School, Havertown PA
Cheryl Barr, grade 6,
Stevensville M.S., Stevensville, MD
Brandon Argoe, 1st grade
Dennis Township Primary School
Cape May Courthouse, NJ
Susan Huttlin, Grade 12, North Penn
High School, Lansdale PA
Tricia Merican & Rebecca Au Shi Yin,
Grade 5, Convent of the Holy Infant
Jesus, Kellock, Singapore
Risa Masui, Kasaoka
Kindergarten, Japan
Nick Kohut, Grade 12, North Penn High School, Lansdale PA
Eduard Vasquez, grade 5, Zane
North School, Collingswood, NJ
Joshua Ira Goldberg, 3rd grade,
Anne Frank E.S., Philadelphia, PA
C A C E R O L I T A little saucepan
C ada caerolita es muy importante
every horseshoe is very important
A l ser un lindo animal
as it is a beautiful animal
C olor cafe
brown in color
E legantemente, las hembras son mas grandes que
los machos elegantly, females are larger than males
R aramente las encuentras en las
rarely you will find them by the
O rillas del mar
sea shores
L as cacerolitas de mar
horseshoe crabs
I nteligentemente pueden detectar el
can smartly detect
T iempo
time
A iyudanos a que no se extingua
help us to prevent their extinction
Art: Chen Xi, Grade 6, Convent of the
Holy Infant Jesus, Kellock, Singapore
Poem: Elvira Catalina Vázquez Ávila,
Grade 4, Loyola Comunidad Educativa,
Mérida, Yucatán, México
Daiki Kato, 1st grade
Kasaoka-Chuo E.S.
Kasaoka, Japan
Kierstin Wood, Grade 6, Haines 6th Grade Center, Medford NJ
Bailey Carney, 2nd grade, Dennis Township Primary School, Cape May Court House, NJ
Lucas Adams, 2nd grade, H.O. Brittingham E.S., Milton, DE
An Acrostic Poem
H ave ten eyes
O cean dwellers
R eally old species
S hells shaped like horseshoes
E at clams and worms
S horelines are where they lay eggs
H ave 5 pairs of walking legs
O nly 4 species in the world
E very horseshoe crab has 3 body parts
C
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B
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an use their tails to flip over
eside in Delaware bay
rthropods
reathe with book gills
cientific name is Limulus polyphemus
Poem by: Jessica Phelan, Grade 5, Warner Elementary, Wilmington, DE
Artwork: Mallory Margaux Talbot, grade 10 Cape Henlopen H.S., Lewes, DE
Momoko Shimizu
grade 6
Kasoaka-Chuo E.S.
Kasaoka, Japan.
Sarah Keane, Grade 6, Haines 6th Grade Center, Medford, NJ
Andrea Harris, grade 10, Haverford H.S., Haverford, PA
Madelyn Lynch, 2nd grade
Dennis Township Primary
School, Cape May
Court House, NJ
Kota Sakai, grade 4, Kanaura
Elementary., Kasaoka, Japan
Megan Brennan, grade 4,
Memorial School, Cinnaminson, NJ
Jacob Edmonds, 3rd grade, Charles Street School, Palmyra, NJ
Abigail Reimold, Grade 11, Haverford HS,
Havertown PA (photograph)
Mary Shoup, Grade 8, Rodney
Thompson Middle School, Stafford, VA
Aitana Zaldívar Del Castillo, Grade 3, Loyola Comunidad Educativa, Mérida, Yucatán, México
This is Life
The waves that lick
The bottom of my bare feet
by Monica Long,
Touch the clandestine interiors
Grade 12,
Of living relics.
Haverford H.S.,
Along uneven shore lines
Havertown, PA
That call out for mercy,
Profound simplicity marks
A complicated evolution
Of armored creatures
Who echo the past, present, and future.
This is life!
It beckons to us all.
To save, to shelter, to turn over on golden sands.
To release back into the tumult of the great green foam of ocean,
A welcoming ocean full of potential and cyclical motions.
Hands grasp slick shells in an effort to cause change.
To forge a positive note in a winding-down,
Slow motion, falling off, sort of song.
This is life.
Aneet K.Mishra, Grade 8,, Kendriya Vidyalaya School, Port Blair, Andamans, India
Ian Scott, preschool,
Wilmington Montessori
School, Wilmington, DE
Sang Nin Lee, Grade 7, Lawrence Gifted Magnet School Chatsworth, CA
Philip Cave, 3rd grade,
Memorial School,
Cinnaminson NJ
Tyler Leszczynski, Grade 8, Richard
M. Teitelman School, Cape May, NJ
Adriana Morales, 2nd grade, Mark
Newbie School, Collingswood, NJ
Purvasha Mishra, Grade: 5, Kendriya Vidyalaya School, Port Blair, Andamans, India
Raffaella Garutti, 3rd grade, Mary E. Roberts School, Moorestown, NJ
Paige Mason, Kindergarten,
Rieck Avenue E.S., Millville, NJ
Aleksandra Korecka, grade 11,
Haverford H.S., Haverford, PA
Survivor
The scientists say I am a survivor.
They believe only those best fitted to this landscape
are spared from this "evolution" they believe in so
strongly.
I cannot speak to that. I know only my own life as an
everyday survivor.
My ancestors watched tide after tide, light after
darkness, in an endless cycle. They have seen a parade
of new, exotic animals thrive, become fewer, grow
weary, and disappear.
Through all of this, I have remained. I have survived.
My world is not so very different from any other
creature's. I know times of trouble, helpless moments
in which I cling desperately to my instinct to survive.
Given the chance, I and my descendents might see a
million more sunrises, a billion more tides.
As you walk, transient, ever-changing, along the shores
of my home, realize my plight. Remember my legacy.
Art by: Chris Ferrante, grade 7
Ctr. Community Arts, Cape May NJ
Poem by: Jenn Hubbs, Grade 11
Hammond H.S., Columbia, MD
Carlos Bonilla
grade 5
Spruance E.S.
Philadelphia, PA
Payton Allen, Kindergarten,
St. John's Parish New School,
Ellicott City, MD
Shannon McCool, grade 10,
Haverford H.S., Haverford, PA
Blake Brown, 2nd grade, Dennis Township
Primary School, Cape May Court House, NJ
Charlene Rodriguez, Grade 12, Smyrna High School, Smyrna, DE
Matthew Bergan, 2nd grade,
Memorial School, Cinnaminson, NJ
Christopher Yi, 2nd grade
Rolling Valley E.S., Springfield, VA
Michael Schwartz
grade 10, Cape
Henlopen H.S.,
Lewes, DE
Andrea García Vázquez, Grade 2, Loyola Comunidad Educativa Mérida, Yucatán, México
Donald Hudson, grade 5, Spruance E.S., Philadelphia, PA
Cody Hassler
grade 4,
Oldsman
Township
School,
Pedricktown,
NJ
Nanako Shimizu 3rd grade, Kasaoka-Chuo E.S., Japan
Emily Rowe, Grade 2, Friends School, Mullica Hill, Mullica, NJ
Shota Sakai, grade 8, Kanaura
Junior High School, Kasaoka, Japan
Rebecca Siple, 2nd grade, Wilmington
Montessori School, Wilmington, DE
Atsuhiro Matsuuro, 2nd grade, Shiromi Elementary, Kasaoka, Japan
Rosie White
grade 5
Zane-North
School
Collingswood
NJ
Jenna Szymaniak, grade 7
Madeira Beach M.S.
Madeira Beach, FL
Naomi Davidoff, grade 10
Haverford H.S., Haverford, PA
Kaitlin George, grade 6
Stevensville M.S., Stevensville, MD
Alex Zerphy, Grade 7, Home School, Annapolis, MD, USA
AnnMarie Chalmers, grade 12, Haverford High School, Haverford, PA.
Megan Serfass, grade 4, Cape May City E.S., Cape May, NJ
Brandon Ard
grade 10
Haverford H.S.
Haverford, PA
The Samurai
Once the great shores,
were guarded and protected,
by warriors fierce and strong.
Adorned, these were
by mantles of fine armor,
with helmets set upon their brow.
No more are these shores watched,
by those unflagging sentinels.
Their bodies have returned to the sand,
from whence they came.
Their people now fall to shadow,
with no guardian remaining.
But in the moonlight, upon the sand,
comes to shore,
the embodiment of their spirit.
Waves billow, and on them ride,
those helmets that once adorned the brow,
of warriors of old.
The souls are in these creatures,
of those fierce and strong.
And in each drop of blood they give,
their people go on.
Artwork by: Matt Ciacmucci, grade 12, Haverford High School, Haverford, PA
Poem by: Ashley Tomasello, Grade 9, S. Hunterdon Reg. Sch., Lambertville, NJ