Poetry Friday: Second Installment of “I Come From” Poems

Thank you to Laura at Writing the World for Kids for hosting Poetry Friday this week.

This is the second of three Poetry Fridays featuring a second grade class and their “I Come From” poems inspired from the work of George Ella Lyon.

I Come From

I come from either Utah or Oregon. I don’t know.

I hear my mom and my dad

I see cats in the sky

I want a Beyblade set

I come from either Utah or Oregon. I don’t know.

I worry about my family

I cry to get to go to Utah

I say Mom, can I get a new game

I try to do football

I hope I won’t get hurt

I come from either Utah or Oregon. I don’t know.

By Nathan, 2nd grade

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I Come From

I come from the stars in the sky

I wonder if the world can be a better place

I hear laughter every day

I see people playing

I want to play

I come from the stars in the sky

I pretend I’m a princess

I touch the sky

I worry if I will fall out of the sky

I cry out candy

I come from the stars in the sky

I understand the world

I say I love you to my mom and dad

I dream big

I try to be a good friend

I hope that homeless people get food

I come from the stars in the sky

By Hailee, 2nd grade

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I Come From

I come from the sky

I wonder where is God

I hear you

I see dogs barking

I want an apple

I come from the sky

I pretend to be cool

I touch dogs

I worry about a house fire

I cry Mom

I come from the sky

I understand books

I say to my mom I love you

I dream to fly

I try to be good

I hope to be silly

I come from the sky

By Brooke, 2nd grade

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I Come From

I come from Disneyland

I wonder when Mickey Mouse was created

I hear creaking

I see Mickey Mouse

I come from Disneyland

I touch a teddy bear

I worry about flames

I understand my sister

I come from Disneyland

By Lindsey, 2nd grade

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Poetry Friday: Student Work

IMG_1077Thanks to Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference for hosting Poetry Friday this week.

I’m not sure if this blog will continue on a continuous basis.  However, until I can work out the details of a new platform, and when I have student work to showcase, posts will happen.

I got to sub in a second grade last Friday and in the afternoon this past Tuesday.  We were able to create poetry.  We started with the Janet Wong poem, “Great Morning” last Friday.

On Tuesday, we wrote “I Come From” poems based on the work of George Ella Lyon.  I shared some of the student poems and my own poem, “I Come From”.

Then we brainstormed our ideas for our hopes, worries, wishes, understandings, and more. We talked about the idea of “I come from…” being a repetitive line.

I had a scaffolded template for the class to use.  It’s the beginning of the year for these second graders and I wanted them to feel sucessful.  Also just by chance, they could fold the paper and work in chunks.  I also gave them the option to choose the lines they would answer.  As the editor, I am in charge of typing them.

After the last recess of the day, they wanted to read their poems a loud. What a joy.

Over the next three weeks, please enjoy these poems.

I Come From

I  come from Mickey Mouse

I wonder if my house is going to burn

I hear my brother crying every day

I see Mickey Mouse

I want to go to Hawaii

I  come from Mickey Mouse

I pretend to be a princess

I touch my head

I worry about my family

I cry about clocks

I  come from Mickey Mouse

I understand my brother

I say kind words to people.

I dream big

I try to help the poor

I hope I can be a doctor

I  come from Mickey Mouse

By Sari, 2nd grade

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I Come From

I  come from Washington

I wonder where unicorns come from

I hear people texting

I see my mom and my dad and my brother, Jeremy

I want a unicorn

I  come from Washington

I pretend I’m a princess

I touch my mommy

I worry I will catch on fire

I cry when my dog gets sugar

I  come from Washington

I understand that my mom says no.

I say I love you

I dream about unicorns

I try to help the poor

I hope that I am a princess

I  come from Washington

By Abbie, 2nd grade

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I Come From

I  come from the Civil War

I wonder about LeBron James

I hear dogs barking

I see a dog

I want a fox

I  come from the Civil War

I pretend I’m a lion

I touch dogs

I cry when I’m happy

I  come from the Civil War

By Damion, 2nd grade

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I Come From

I  come from Disneyland and books

I wonder if unicorns are real

I hear dogs barking in the night

I see a classroom and music

I want lots of toys and stuffies

I  come from Disneyland and books

I pretend to b a princess

I touch my fluffy dog at night

I worry that I will get robbed

I cry for my dog at night

I  come from Disneyland and books

I understand my sister and my mom

I say stop it and yes, please

I dream of unicorns and mermaids

I try to climb really tall mountains

I hope that I get lots of toys

I  come from Disneyland and books

By Madyson, 2nd grade

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I Come From

I  come from nature

I hear birds

I see frogs

I want Legos

I  come from nature

I pretend to fly

I touch armadillos

I cry that the baby is hurt

I  come from nature

By Jaymen, 2nd grade

 

Poetry Friday: Featuring Second Grade Poets

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Thanks to Buffy at Buffy’s Blog for hosting us today.

Second grade did research recently on animals of the Oregon Zoo.  They used  World Book Kids which has a fantastic animal quick facts chart and the Oregon Zoo website.

Following the research, we wrote animal poems.

polar bear
fluffy white bear
catching, running, fighting
you look like you’re made out of the snow
playing, hiking, swimming
white as snow
ursus maritimus

~Allison S

chelonlidae
in open waters
swimming, protecting, eating sponge
been around for over 100 million years
laying eggs, weighing more than 1000 pounds
sea turtles

~Kiki

cheetah
fast, cool
Chasing, resting, fascinating
Family, awesome, cubs, playful
Sneaking, sleeping, pouncing
jumping, turning
acinonyx jubatas

~Ruben

ursus maritimus
the Arctic
swimming
sea ice
playing, rolling, splashing
they live in cold places
polar bear

~Taryn

cheetahs
fast smart
hiding hunting chasing
you’re always looking for something else to do
eating sleeping scaring
having fun
acinonyt jubatus

~Allison D.

Sea otter
fun
playing, swimming, eating
sunbathing in water grabbing hair body covering
creeping, sleeping, stepping
playful, silly
pteronurabrasiliensis

~Piper

white sturgeon
when young eat mollusks
swimming clinging growing
freshwater and seawater
eating hiding growing
like a white and gray log
Acipensertransmentarus

~Connor

 

Poetry Friday: Student Poetry Randomly Shared With Me

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Thanks to Margaret at Reflections on the Teche for hosting Poetry Friday this week.

Earlier this week, I got a noticed that a fifth grader, Jamison, had shared poetry with me.  We have been done with poetry for awhile in the library but fifth graders may have been working on poetry in class.

When I had Jamison in class on Wednesday, I asked him if meant to share his poetry with me. He said yes. Jamison is one of those students that I wouldn’t expect to do this.   He’s active, speaks out, and sometimes you wonder if he’s listening.  I asked if I could share on the blog today and he said that’s why he shared them with me.

I am skilled with games
I wonder if I am going crazy
I hear rustles in the basement
I see morning stars on the roof
I want to have the earth’s core in my hand
I am skilled with games
I pretend there’s no sound
I feel bad presence
I touch a shadow
I worry that something is going to jump at me
I cry about my grandma
I am skilled with games
I understand my mom
I say the world is ending
I dream everything is ok
I try to convince people
I hope I last long

–Jamison, 5th grade

I am a casual ghastly
Nobody wants me though I am alone
All by myself an alleyway
Asking if I can be someone’s partner
It’s been 3 days without anything
I’m behind a trashcan hiding
I have a visitor and he has a nice home
I guess I’m not so lonely after all

–Jamison, 5th grade

Such thought provoking images. this always makes me happy to receive unasked for poetry from students.  Thank you, Jamison, for sharing with me.

Poetry Friday: Kinder Fibonacci

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Thanks to Tara at A Teaching Life for hosting Poetry Friday.

Over the past few weeks, I’ve been working in a kindergarten class on different poetry forms.  We tried the Fibonacci form with a small tweak.  Instead of the typical 1-1-2-3-5-8 syllables, we wrote them with 1-1-2-3-5-8 words.  Here are a few.

Earth
By Elecia

Earth
I’m
going to
help the plants
We can help the earth
I’m going to help the earth get healthy

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Planet
By Alyssa

Loves
Planet
Help the world
Throw away the plastic garbage
I feel happy for fantastic planet earth.

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Friends
By Kingston

Friends
Class
Have fun
Play at recess
John, Daniel, Yelisy, Matthew, Autherius
I like all my friends at school

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Bedroom
By Brooke

Bed
Room
Bed, dresser
Dad moved them
I like where they are
My room looks so good.  It’s cool.

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Bedroom
By Maria

Clean
Tidy
Bedroom
Make my bed
Try to keep it clean
I will try to make my bed daily.

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Mom
By Vivianah

Mom
Rose
Love my mom
Plants smell beautiful
I love my mom she’s
the very best in the whole wide world.

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Planet
By Autherius

Planet
Earth
Save water
I like it
It’s our planet, our home
The earth is a good place to live

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Earth
By Anthony

Earth
Day
Help earth
Pick up trash
Fun to turn off lights
Make plants and more trees. Grow fun stuff.

 

Poetry Friday: Kindergarten Poetry

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Thanks to  Jama at Jama’s Alphabet Soup who’s hosting Poetry Friday.

I’ve been working with a kindergarten class on writing poetry.  We started with a group poem based on “Step Outside, What Do I See?” by Alan Wolf and “My Rock” by Ken Slesarik.

Students observed rocks.

Our first draft:

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I posted on Twitter and Carol V. asked a great revising question: “What do the students wonder?”  So our next meeting we revised:

The final version:

Rocks by Room 207

When I look at a rock|
I see
shapes in it and holes in it
Colors, rainbow colors, a train,
sometimes symbols, and crystals

When I touch a rock
I feel|
hardness and smoothness
straight and rough, sharp, smooth, soft
Slippery, muddy and dirty

And I feel
Nervous scared
because it might move

I wonder this
if you look away
will it move?
If you look at it
will it stay still?

I wonder
if  they fall by themselves
if it will play with me
if when you sleep, it stays still
if it will hurt or if it’s poisonous

I wonder
if it’s hot like a lava rock

If you see a rock
you go under your bed
It finds you
And jumps
on your head.

Next week, I’ll share more individual poetry from this class.