This week at Belding, students read Mahmoud Darwish's poem Psalm Three, and used it as a springboard to discuss their own impressions of words and self-expression--impressions that have dramatically changed over the course of their twenty weeks. Some of their thoughts are shared below:
from Mr. Merrill's class:
by Michael D.
On the day when my words were smashed
I was a friend to a shadow
On the day when my words were crushed
I was a friend to a needle
On the day when my words were blazing
I was a friend to a firestorm
On the day when my words were dark
I was a friend to a dark impact.
***
by Devanta
On the day when my words were darkness
I was a friend to tears
On the day when my words were stones
I was the friend of sadness
On the day when my words were black sky
I was the friend of soul
On the day when my words were chains
I was the friend of death.
***
On the day when my words were
by Jordan B.
On the day when my words were anger, my only friends were trees.
On the day when my words were kind, my friends were animals.
On the day when my words were green, I was friends with the trees.
On the day when my words were sugar, I was friends with chocolate.
***
from Mr. Aivazian's class
by Jocelyn R.
On the day when my words were happy
I was a friend to me and my mom.
The day when my words were chicken nuggets
I was a friend to my mom.
The day when my words were tired
I was a friend to my father.
***
Psalm Three
by Christopher W.
On the day when my words were sadness
I was a friend to crying of tears.
On the day when my words
were coming dream come
true like a fairy tale castle
I was a friend to a tree
because it has leaves from
the stem.
***
by Nick S.
On the day when my words were some
brand new fresh clothes I was a friend
to some brand new fresh Timz.
On the day when my words were cows
I was a friend to cheeseburgers.
On the day when my words were razors
I was a friend to a fresh new lineup.
***
from Ms. Navrocki's class:
Feelings!
By Amaris
On the day when my words were mean and cold,
My friend was regret.
On the day when my words were joy,
my friend was Mr. Summertime
On the day when my words were cryful,
my friend was not to forget Ahlam.
***
by Gloria V.
When my words were colorful I was a friend to a rainbow,
when my words were flowers, I was friends with a bee,
when my words were scared, I became
friends with a scarecrow, when my words were lonely,
I became friends with a word, when my words were pink
I became friends with a pig, when my words were happy,
I became friends with a book, when my words were depressed,
I became friends with a clock, when my words were sorry,
I became friends with a camera, when my words were amazing,
I became friends with a cat.
***
Hotdog
by Sasha P.
When my words were hungry,
I was friends with a butcher.
When my words were happy,
I was friends to an optimist.
When my friends were sad,
I was friends to a pessimist.
When my words were sweet,
I was friends to romance.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Taken Lines
This week at Belding, students discussed the practice, honorable or otherwise, of appropriating lines. After learning about poets for whom such appropriation is practice, they gave their own opinions about whether stealing lines or inspiration from others was appropriate. Students then read from an introduction by Ezra Pound--a poet who often used the lines of other works in his own--and were prompted to write a poem stealing a single line from Pound's Notes for Canto CXX as inspiration. Read some of the responses below:
from Mr. Merrill's class:
by Fardosa
Let the wind speak in harmony
beneath the mountains among the
forest. The mountains will forgive
the one who understand their mistakes.
***
by Victor
Listening to the wind
blowing in your ear. Smelling
roses in the summer
breeze. But especially
stealing a line from Ezra
Pound to use it in
my poem. Now that
is paradise.
***
by Justine
Let the gods
forgive what I
have done.
All the things I did
was not good it
was bad I wish
I have not
done this I
feel bad and I feel
sad.
***
from Ms. Navrocki's class
***
by Lio
I am in paradise
I feel shaky
I try to forget
But I can't
That is my sorry
That is paradise
I will come back
That is my will.
***
Peace is Gone
by Rhita
Everyone is fighting.
There is no peace in the world.
I do not trust anyone.
I have tried to write Paradise.
Now, I fight you.
I am sorry,
But I don't care.
Do not care about anthing.
Care only goes in Love...
Love only goes to peace...
Peace is gone.
Love is gone.
I don't care,
But I'm sorry.
***
By Gloria
Oh, please oh please let the wind speak
It's haunting me just because I
won't let the wind speak my heart
will speak but the wind won't speak
like your wind will speak but I don't
know why my wind won't speak. All
I want you to do wind is
speak speak just speak speak
to me of something.
from Mr. Merrill's class:
by Fardosa
Let the wind speak in harmony
beneath the mountains among the
forest. The mountains will forgive
the one who understand their mistakes.
***
by Victor
Listening to the wind
blowing in your ear. Smelling
roses in the summer
breeze. But especially
stealing a line from Ezra
Pound to use it in
my poem. Now that
is paradise.
***
by Justine
Let the gods
forgive what I
have done.
All the things I did
was not good it
was bad I wish
I have not
done this I
feel bad and I feel
sad.
***
from Ms. Navrocki's class
***
by Lio
I am in paradise
I feel shaky
I try to forget
But I can't
That is my sorry
That is paradise
I will come back
That is my will.
***
Peace is Gone
by Rhita
Everyone is fighting.
There is no peace in the world.
I do not trust anyone.
I have tried to write Paradise.
Now, I fight you.
I am sorry,
But I don't care.
Do not care about anthing.
Care only goes in Love...
Love only goes to peace...
Peace is gone.
Love is gone.
I don't care,
But I'm sorry.
***
By Gloria
Oh, please oh please let the wind speak
It's haunting me just because I
won't let the wind speak my heart
will speak but the wind won't speak
like your wind will speak but I don't
know why my wind won't speak. All
I want you to do wind is
speak speak just speak speak
to me of something.
Friday, May 9, 2008
Only questions
This week at Belding, students read excerpts from Pablo Neruda's Book of Questions, and discussed how a poem that is composed only of questions changes the dialogue between writer and reader. Students then wrote their own 'only questions' poems--read some of their work below.
From Mr. Merrill's class:
***
by Jesus
What if lightning could follow you?
What if a car wants to eat you?
What if hair could blind you?
***
World of Questions
by Anthony
What if clocks were stomachs?
What if turtles were baskets?
What if sawdust was a T.V.?
What if a desk was a human?
***
by Caleb
Is my head shaped like a chili bowl?
Do I talk like a robot?
Do I have chicken legs?
What if people had chicken legs?
Is my neck long like a goose?
Is it!?! Can it
happen!?! Tell me
Tell me!!!
***
from Mr. Aivazian's class:
***
By Warren B.
Where do children work at? What do tree frogs
eat? Where does rain come from? How many
computers are at schools and libraries?
Where is a hotel at?
***
by Daniella G.
Is now is winter in Peru?
How come this squirrel?
Do you eat food of U.S.?
Where live animal?
How the teachers learn to children?
***
The World Go Blue
by Zachary
What would they
do if the world
go blue blue?
What if they
run out of
black what
would the night
do?
What would you do
if all the people
go fool fool?
What would you do
if the whole world
go do do from the
flu flu?
What would you do
if your mom fell
in to the blues?
***
from Ms. Navrocki's class
***
Why did the person take
the petals off?
If I'm buried underground, but
why am I still talking?
What bird takes lemons from
a lemon tree?
In spring in France where are
the leaves?
Are the roots in the ground?
Do we use mustard to make
bread?
Is a tomato a fruit?
Why o we have a
radio when we can read
the newspaper?
Does a catfish look like
a cat?
***
by Rianne
1. If you insert numbers into a calculator,
then what are the telephones for?
2. Why are birds just sitting in a nest,
when they can just sit in a kangaroo's pouch?
3. Scientists know which mammal lives in a nest,
but instead of reading it in a newspaper, just put it in
the headlines?
4. Since Earth is a circle,
then what are the other planets' shapes?
5. If cows moo, then why when we go to a farm
they're silent?
6. If jellyfish sting others, then when they are on the
shore they still sting us?
***
Wierd Questions
by Nathaniel T.
Food:
What would happen
if the bees would make
lemons rather than honey?
Does a brown cow
make chocolate milk?
Flying:
Will a flying
squirrel fly like
a bird?
Is a flying
fish real?
Weather:
Will a duck ride a bike
in the rain?
Will a camel live in snow
and a penguin live in the
desert?
Alike:
Is a platypus
half beaver and
half duck?
Is a lobster and
a crayfish the
same thing?
From Mr. Merrill's class:
***
by Jesus
What if lightning could follow you?
What if a car wants to eat you?
What if hair could blind you?
***
World of Questions
by Anthony
What if clocks were stomachs?
What if turtles were baskets?
What if sawdust was a T.V.?
What if a desk was a human?
***
by Caleb
Is my head shaped like a chili bowl?
Do I talk like a robot?
Do I have chicken legs?
What if people had chicken legs?
Is my neck long like a goose?
Is it!?! Can it
happen!?! Tell me
Tell me!!!
***
from Mr. Aivazian's class:
***
By Warren B.
Where do children work at? What do tree frogs
eat? Where does rain come from? How many
computers are at schools and libraries?
Where is a hotel at?
***
by Daniella G.
Is now is winter in Peru?
How come this squirrel?
Do you eat food of U.S.?
Where live animal?
How the teachers learn to children?
***
The World Go Blue
by Zachary
What would they
do if the world
go blue blue?
What if they
run out of
black what
would the night
do?
What would you do
if all the people
go fool fool?
What would you do
if the whole world
go do do from the
flu flu?
What would you do
if your mom fell
in to the blues?
***
from Ms. Navrocki's class
***
Why did the person take
the petals off?
If I'm buried underground, but
why am I still talking?
What bird takes lemons from
a lemon tree?
In spring in France where are
the leaves?
Are the roots in the ground?
Do we use mustard to make
bread?
Is a tomato a fruit?
Why o we have a
radio when we can read
the newspaper?
Does a catfish look like
a cat?
***
by Rianne
1. If you insert numbers into a calculator,
then what are the telephones for?
2. Why are birds just sitting in a nest,
when they can just sit in a kangaroo's pouch?
3. Scientists know which mammal lives in a nest,
but instead of reading it in a newspaper, just put it in
the headlines?
4. Since Earth is a circle,
then what are the other planets' shapes?
5. If cows moo, then why when we go to a farm
they're silent?
6. If jellyfish sting others, then when they are on the
shore they still sting us?
***
Wierd Questions
by Nathaniel T.
Food:
What would happen
if the bees would make
lemons rather than honey?
Does a brown cow
make chocolate milk?
Flying:
Will a flying
squirrel fly like
a bird?
Is a flying
fish real?
Weather:
Will a duck ride a bike
in the rain?
Will a camel live in snow
and a penguin live in the
desert?
Alike:
Is a platypus
half beaver and
half duck?
Is a lobster and
a crayfish the
same thing?
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Concrete poems
This week at Belding, students read e.e. cummings' In Just, and used the poem as a catalyst for discussion of the interaction between poem and page. We talked about reasons cummings might have had for his particular kind of spacing, and about what such deliberate decisions do for a poem. Students were then invited to write their own poems with a focus on spacing of the word and line. Some students chose to write poems in topic-specific shapes, while others maintained a focus on appropriate and relevant spacing.
These poems below do little justice to the careful and intelligent designs made by the students this week, but the texts themselves are, nonetheless, a testament to how far the students' techniques and creativity have come this year.
from Mr. Merrill's class:
by Arnel
(in the shape of a square)
it can make it any shape
it can be anything it can be
a bee or a dog I like squares
because it is a shape of a house
***
by Caleb S.
up
falling
Now I see rain
drops up
falling
falling
and clouds
down.
***
Saturn
by Karim
(in the shape of Saturn)
Space is nothing--
no air
some planets are hot or cold.
***
from Mr. Aivazian's class
***
by Jocelyn
(in the shape of a heart)
I play outside.
I go swimming.
I like movies at night.
I play in the sandbox and build a house.
My doctor gives me shots.
***
Love
by Christopher W
(in the shape of a heart)
My grandma has always loved
us that also take care of us
love is for people that
really special from
all hearts. Some
of my students
has love me
in my
heart
and
friends
***
by Zachary
(in trailing lines across the page)
So you better call all because
spring is crawling right down your back.
So that way I say spring is back
spring is wack that's why I say you better
call all because spring is back, spring is wack.
***
Confusion
by Sasha
(in the shape of a spiral)
When you are confused it is just a matter of time before
you figure out your problem.
Confusion is just a feeling which you are too stunned to figure out.
Confusion is a time, best not to think of too many topics
or you just might end up staying awake all night
staring into the spectacular night sky.
But it is a thrill to figure the problem out.
***
by Katie G.
(in the shape of a bird)
Today is a wonderful day because the birds come out after
a long time in winter. The birds such as the robins, cardinals,
woodpeckers and seagulls came out to play. It's sunny.
I'm glad that spring came! Spring is my favorite season all year long!
***
Ocean
by Jose M
(in the shape of waves)
The ocean moves because the
wind blows on it that's
why it moves it is
windy the cool
breeze it is so cool
when the wind moves
through you and it makes
you cool and fresh when
you go in the ocean
it is cool so cool.
These poems below do little justice to the careful and intelligent designs made by the students this week, but the texts themselves are, nonetheless, a testament to how far the students' techniques and creativity have come this year.
from Mr. Merrill's class:
by Arnel
(in the shape of a square)
it can make it any shape
it can be anything it can be
a bee or a dog I like squares
because it is a shape of a house
***
by Caleb S.
up
falling
Now I see rain
drops up
falling
falling
and clouds
down.
***
Saturn
by Karim
(in the shape of Saturn)
Space is nothing--
no air
some planets are hot or cold.
***
from Mr. Aivazian's class
***
by Jocelyn
(in the shape of a heart)
I play outside.
I go swimming.
I like movies at night.
I play in the sandbox and build a house.
My doctor gives me shots.
***
Love
by Christopher W
(in the shape of a heart)
My grandma has always loved
us that also take care of us
love is for people that
really special from
all hearts. Some
of my students
has love me
in my
heart
and
friends
***
by Zachary
(in trailing lines across the page)
So you better call all because
spring is crawling right down your back.
So that way I say spring is back
spring is wack that's why I say you better
call all because spring is back, spring is wack.
***
Confusion
by Sasha
(in the shape of a spiral)
When you are confused it is just a matter of time before
you figure out your problem.
Confusion is just a feeling which you are too stunned to figure out.
Confusion is a time, best not to think of too many topics
or you just might end up staying awake all night
staring into the spectacular night sky.
But it is a thrill to figure the problem out.
***
by Katie G.
(in the shape of a bird)
Today is a wonderful day because the birds come out after
a long time in winter. The birds such as the robins, cardinals,
woodpeckers and seagulls came out to play. It's sunny.
I'm glad that spring came! Spring is my favorite season all year long!
***
Ocean
by Jose M
(in the shape of waves)
The ocean moves because the
wind blows on it that's
why it moves it is
windy the cool
breeze it is so cool
when the wind moves
through you and it makes
you cool and fresh when
you go in the ocean
it is cool so cool.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Small Frames
This week at Belding, students read haiku by Basho, Issa, and Buson, and discussed the way the haiku form functions, serving to snip away all but the smallest details, while still leaving a very broad picture. In writing their own haiku, I asked students not to focus on the syllabic count, but rather, to work on creating a similar structure--a poem in which the barest possible portrait gives much to the reader. Some examples are below.
from Mr. Merrill's class
***
by Caleb
All the rainy days
Umbrellas and boots
And non-stop traffic.
***
by Michael
There is a broken seal
that is cracked open by evil
spirits and then closed by good
spirits.
***
by Karim
Spring is a good season
bees suck pollen and flowers grow
I will get honey from the store
to remind me about spring.
***
from Ms. Navrocki's class
***
by Sasha
The sea shines brightly at night
The water swishes in the night air
while the book stays on its shelf.
***
by Anthony
Little woodpecker
pecking at a little wooden house
oh why do you do that?
***
by Rianne
Friend, I go
I must leave this place,
don't cry I will remind.
***
by Amine
In the old cowfield
All you hear are gunshots shooting
nobody knows who shot.
***
by Lio
How interesting
He has bitten his nails now
How confusing yet.
***
by Loreyn
In the house I pick a box
full with memories from my aunty
I left them there and I don't know why.
***
from Mr. Aivazian's class
***
by Warren Butts
Clocks help us how to tell time.
When it is 12:40 that means it is lunch
time. And when it is 2:45 it will be home time.
We will always learn how to tell time everyday from
Monday to Friday.
***
by Christopher
The dog was barking and howling at the
children because the wind was
whispering at the grass.
***
by Jocelyn
A yellow-green bird
It makes a sound, pew-pew
He is drinking water.
from Mr. Merrill's class
***
by Caleb
All the rainy days
Umbrellas and boots
And non-stop traffic.
***
by Michael
There is a broken seal
that is cracked open by evil
spirits and then closed by good
spirits.
***
by Karim
Spring is a good season
bees suck pollen and flowers grow
I will get honey from the store
to remind me about spring.
***
from Ms. Navrocki's class
***
by Sasha
The sea shines brightly at night
The water swishes in the night air
while the book stays on its shelf.
***
by Anthony
Little woodpecker
pecking at a little wooden house
oh why do you do that?
***
by Rianne
Friend, I go
I must leave this place,
don't cry I will remind.
***
by Amine
In the old cowfield
All you hear are gunshots shooting
nobody knows who shot.
***
by Lio
How interesting
He has bitten his nails now
How confusing yet.
***
by Loreyn
In the house I pick a box
full with memories from my aunty
I left them there and I don't know why.
***
from Mr. Aivazian's class
***
by Warren Butts
Clocks help us how to tell time.
When it is 12:40 that means it is lunch
time. And when it is 2:45 it will be home time.
We will always learn how to tell time everyday from
Monday to Friday.
***
by Christopher
The dog was barking and howling at the
children because the wind was
whispering at the grass.
***
by Jocelyn
A yellow-green bird
It makes a sound, pew-pew
He is drinking water.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Call and Response
This week at Belding, students were introduced to a series of short call-and-response poems from the Bantu of sub-Saharan Africa. We discussed the roles of oral tradition, and students were able to discuss examples from their own lives. Students then paired off, and created their own call-and-response-style poems, to be read aloud in tandem. Some examples of the work can be read below.
From Mr. Merrill's Class:
***
***
From Mr. Merrill's Class:
***
Michael D and Caleb S
Today’s sadness
Tomorrow’s happiness
The shack falling
The storm coming
The smoke forming
The bad bad day.
***
Imane and Jordan
My grandma’s doll handed to me
Tying the strings day today
All the fun things she did when she was a kid
***
By Devanta
The morning of
Africa the birds
Tweet
The morning of
Africa the sun
Rise
The morning of
Africa the kings
Rise with the
Sun
With the heaven
Earth
By Karim and Fardosa
I cut down an apple tree
I still feel bad
So angry
Broke the promise
The fearness is still
Inside me
A lion running right behind me
It hurts inside me
In a hole
By David
The morning beings
The night is gone
The sun is setting
Flowers are growing
Apples are falling off the tree
People and animals are playing
In the grass
I see people playing in the park
And people swing on the swings
I see the night started
And people go home
***
from Ms. Navrocki's class:
***Sasha and Amine
I am cooking a fish, I don’t know what ingredient to use
I am standing on a wall and not falling
I see a huge black spot swooping down and dust falling from the ceiling
I see a hole in the wall and people are going in my house and eating my food.
By Nathaniel and Jose
I am watching TV and you?
Watching my favorite show.
Like what TV show?
I am watching Sonic.
***
By Katie and Lio
The Hospital
I’m doing a surgery.
Everyone is worried.
Nurses are running fast.
Relatives gasp.
Their relatives are worried.
So are their friends.
The surgery is going well.
Everyone is relieved.
***
By Loreyn and Ahlam
I’m giving a gift to my friend.
I saw in her eyes surprise and joy.
I gave her a letter with a ring so she knows I’m leaving forever.
I saw the tears crawl down in her eyes. It made me feel I’m all alone by myself.
I went to a land so far from home to hunt a diamond and sell it to stores.
I realized that selling the diamond was not right because I will just keep it to myself.
***
from Mr. Aivazian's class
***
By Jocelyn
I am running
In gym class
I am running
It is hot outside
I am running
Towards my sister
***
By Daniella
I am swimming
In the pool.
I go to the library
I take books
I go to the park
I play with my cousin, he have two years
I do gym with
My friends
I run in the sun
With my cousin.
***
By Christopher
I am hot from outside because it’s warm
And I like to go swimming at the beach
I was burning like fire and my grandma
Was putting sunscreen on my and my brother at our bodies.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Writing the Blues
This week, Belding students discussed the tradition of blues music--its history, its styles, its significance. Mr. Merrill graciously agreed to play some blues guitar for his students, and all classrooms read Langston Hughes' The Weary Blues. After discussing their responses to this piece, the classes worked on their own blues-inspired poems. Read some of the student examples below.
from Mr. Merrill's class:
The doggy day blues
by Sadie C.
My pipes have a leak. Flooding the place over and
under around. I think I have the doggy blues, I have
the doggy blues, oh the doggy blues. My house is
done flooded my stuff gone to the end. Time to leave. The doggy blues.
Got me, very good. If I don't finish I will be
done for. Oh, why the doggy blues. The doggy blues.
The water got out, flooded the neighborhood. Got
out of town. Plane or car, walk miles. I don't care how many
miles I just get away from the doggy blues.
Rainy Day Blues
by Imane
Sad Blues
by Cesar F.
I am happy at first
but when I hear that the phone
rings, ring, ring, a shocking news
I can understand I start to
get sad and then I get mad, I say
why, and I go to his death and say bye.
I start to get tears I look at my
self in mirrors. And that is why I am
not the same so sometimes I feel
lame.
I am sad.
***
from Mr. Aivazian's class
When I feel sad
by Daniella
My father went to Peru. I miss my
father and my grandmother, Eva, she died. One
day I lost my cellular. My father punished
me. My uncle gave me $100 to buy me another
cellular and the cable to connect. And
my sister died last year.
Fin.
by Warren B.
I feel bored when I go to a long vacation.
So I read a book and play the cloud game.
The airplane flies across the sky. Then
finally lands on an island. It has fruits, trees,
and an ocean. I will never be bored to go on
a long vacation again.
The weary blues
by Christopher W.
When I was sad I have to play the piano about
my mom was 39 years before she died
and I really miss her. My parents and
I were at the Muzyka funeral home to
pray for my mom and that I was very sad
sad is for my memory.
***
from Ms. Navrocki's class
Blues
by Amine
Oh I got the blues
Why? I ain't got a clue
At night I'm bored and sad
At day I'm happy and glad
Oh the terrible blues
All of it is trueeee.
Sad Day with friends
by Rhita
Consequence Sheet
by Emily
This morning I felt the blues.
Why? Because I got a
consequence sheet. Why
because my notebook
was not signed. I felt
the blues badly. I
mean badly. I wrote
a lot. My hand is hurting.
I want to die.
from Mr. Merrill's class:
The doggy day blues
by Sadie C.
My pipes have a leak. Flooding the place over and
under around. I think I have the doggy blues, I have
the doggy blues, oh the doggy blues. My house is
done flooded my stuff gone to the end. Time to leave. The doggy blues.
Got me, very good. If I don't finish I will be
done for. Oh, why the doggy blues. The doggy blues.
The water got out, flooded the neighborhood. Got
out of town. Plane or car, walk miles. I don't care how many
miles I just get away from the doggy blues.
Rainy Day Blues
by Imane
I feel stuck at home doing
Nothing, just sitting and looking
out the window raining goes
drip! drop! The rain stopped now
I am outside walking talking
raining jumping.
Sad Blues
by Cesar F.
I am happy at first
but when I hear that the phone
rings, ring, ring, a shocking news
I can understand I start to
get sad and then I get mad, I say
why, and I go to his death and say bye.
I start to get tears I look at my
self in mirrors. And that is why I am
not the same so sometimes I feel
lame.
I am sad.
***
from Mr. Aivazian's class
When I feel sad
by Daniella
My father went to Peru. I miss my
father and my grandmother, Eva, she died. One
day I lost my cellular. My father punished
me. My uncle gave me $100 to buy me another
cellular and the cable to connect. And
my sister died last year.
Fin.
by Warren B.
I feel bored when I go to a long vacation.
So I read a book and play the cloud game.
The airplane flies across the sky. Then
finally lands on an island. It has fruits, trees,
and an ocean. I will never be bored to go on
a long vacation again.
The weary blues
by Christopher W.
When I was sad I have to play the piano about
my mom was 39 years before she died
and I really miss her. My parents and
I were at the Muzyka funeral home to
pray for my mom and that I was very sad
sad is for my memory.
***
from Ms. Navrocki's class
Blues
by Amine
Oh I got the blues
Why? I ain't got a clue
At night I'm bored and sad
At day I'm happy and glad
Oh the terrible blues
All of it is trueeee.
Sad Day with friends
by Rhita
I am sad, so sad. This is bad, so bad.
I lost my friends, the end of school.
It wasn’t cool, so not cool. I’m not a
Fool and you know it’s not true
This is bad, I’m sad so sad!
I can’t believe it’s true, can’t achieve
It though.
I’m menacing mad, so sad, a fight I
Wish we’d never had.
I said I’m sorry, they didn’t accept
I thought I was gonna erupt.
It’ll live so long, unless I’m wrong.
Oh, I'm sad.
Consequence Sheet
by Emily
This morning I felt the blues.
Why? Because I got a
consequence sheet. Why
because my notebook
was not signed. I felt
the blues badly. I
mean badly. I wrote
a lot. My hand is hurting.
I want to die.
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