The thirtieth NEBRASKA HANDWRITING CONTEST will be held in early 2020 to promote legible handwriting as an effective means of communication. Any Nebraska resident is eligible to participate, with prizes being awarded in four categories: ages 12 and under, ages 13 - 16, ages 17 - 49; and ages 50 and over.
The Sequel Bookshop of Kearney, Nebraska, will provide Nebraska winners a
First and Second Place Award for excellence in penmanship in each age category.
First Place - $25 Gift Certificate
Second Place - $15 Gift Certificate
Prizes to be awarded solely on the recommendations of the judges.
Award winners will be announced to the press and posted on the website by April 30, 2020
http://coe.unk.edu/contest
- In memory of Eva Hutson -
Text for Competitors Age 12 and Under:
The Boy & the Filberts
A Boy was given permission to put his hand into a pitcher to get some filberts. But he took such a great fistful that he could not draw his hand out again. There he stood, unwilling to give up a single filbert and yet unable to get them all out at once. Vexed and disappointed he began to cry.
"My boy," said his mother, "be satisfied with half the nuts you have taken and you will easily get your hand out. Then perhaps you may have some more filberts some other time."
Do not attempt too much at once.
An Aesop Fable
Text for Competitors Age 13 and Over:
My Antonia
The earth was warm under me, and warm as I crumbled it through my fingers. Queer little red bugs came out and moved in slow squadrons around me. Their backs were polished vermilion, with black spots. I kept
as still as I could. Nothing happened. I did not expect anything to happen. I was something that lay under the sun and felt it, like the pumpkins, and I did not want to be anything more. I was entirely happy. Perhaps we feel like that when we die and become a part of something entire, whether it is sun and air, or goodness and knowledge. At any rate, that is happiness; to be dissolved into something complete and great. When it comes to one, it comes as naturally as sleep.
By Willa Cather