It's remarkable that my own children's very suburban schools (Subway in a strip mall across the street from our ES) are just 20 minutes away from these rural scenes.
Here is a sampling of poems from the 5th graders I'm working with. Thanks to teachers and parents for permission to share these wonderful pieces of writing.
I'll include a link to the related lesson if I have previously posted instructions.
Poet: Jim Bob S.
When I feel tired
I am like a bison sleeping in a meadow,
not caring if a native is near with an arrow
and the soothing wind in my ear
or the soft pillowy grass underneath me
I will just sleep in peace
not afraid of my surroundings
because with all the weight I have on my back
it is nice to relax and lay low
away from school work.
What a peaceful feeling Jim Bob captures, despite the power of the animal he chose. In fact -- the animal is so powerful that the peacefulness comes across as a conscious choice. Nice!
Poet: Melissa K.
Title: Finger Foods
We go shopping.
Look, there’s the root beer,
Pizza bagels, Doritos, mini hot dogs too.
I go shopping with my mom.
We were supposed to leave an hour after noon.
We get home. We start preparing.
Pizza bagels, mini bread sticks, mini hot dogs
All go in the oven.
Time to eat we say.
We eat and watch a movie.
Change the channel please.
We watch the ball drop.
Me, Mom, Dad, three of my four brothers,
On New Year’s Eve.
Wait hold on it’s …
NEW YEAR’S DAY
Hooray! We say!
We still go back for more
Tan mini bread sticks.
It still smells like a restaurant.
It still looks like a mini Thanksgiving
Junk food Thanksgiving.
Getting sleepy now.
Happy New Year!
That's a tradition we may have to adopt at the Shovan household. I love Melissa's observation that all of these appetizers and finger foods are a "Junk Food Thanksgiving."
More fifth grade poems to come as our residency progresses...
I often show kids Laura Purdie Salas' book, STAMPEDE, when we're writing those "animals are like feelings" poems, so it's fitting that Laura is our host today.
Stop by Writing the World for Kids for the Poetry Friday roundup.