Monday, March 16, 2009

Where We're From

I realized there were a few of my new students who haven't taken a shot at this popular poem that has a fun beat to it. So we revisited this assignment again last week.


Where I'm From

Kids playing, baking sun
Some people smoking in a chair
Camp people coming from picking
cabbages in the hot sun. Some
people with nowhere to go
Fights happen at the crack
of dawn. This is Armstrong.

Christopher, 4th



Where I'm From

Where I'm from. A place of peace where
everybody can get good night sleeps.
Where I'm from in a smart town where
Everybody lives and wanders around. Where I'm from
in a small town where everything comes
around and goes around.

Marquelle, 4th

Where I'm From

Where I'm from the sun
is always bright. Where I'm from people
are always fighting. Where I'm from
people are on the streets. Where I'm
from people are killing other people. I'm
from the west side of Orlando that is not
a place you want to be. Where I'm from people
are crazy and always dranking. Where I'm
from people keep hating. Where I'm
from a killer lives next door to me.
Where I'm from you have to watch out
for bulldogs. Where I'm from people are
fighting their dogs. Where I'm from people
don't help each other.

Imani, 3rd

1 comment:

ogeemanfiftyseven said...

These are the most honest and real words I've ever heard from children who have already lived well beyond their years... keep up the great work, all of you!