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Welcome to the Neighborhood

This week students read Gary Soto's "Looking Around, Believing" and wrote poems about their neighborhoods.

 

My Block

When I am walking around

my block I see buildings

knocked down. People tripping because

of the cracked sidewalk. The smell

of construction on one side of the

block, and the smell of peaches

growing on the other. People riding

their bikes, and the sound of

cars passing by. Fireworks blowing.

Amazing pictures from the fireworks.

People walking dogs, and planes

passing over our neighborhood.

Julian Castro 403

My Neighborhood

My neighborhood

is quiet sometimes

loud with kids

around playing

in the snow.

In summer my

neighborhood is really

loud even louder with

kids screaming.

My next door neighbor

has three dogs

they are always

barking I

get so annoyed.

Ruby Corpus 407

Neighborhood

I walk down the block

hearing the noisy dog.

My other neighbors have

a guitar and a drum.

They play them late

at night. This makes me

go nuts. The dog is always

barking at them. Some

houses have really

pretty Christmas decorations.

Ivan Gil 407

I See

On my block I see people walking

around I see snow on the ground

no flowers no trees no leaves no

sun I only see snow, snow kids

playing with the snow I see my

friend sitting on his stairs with

his brother I see houses knocked down

and burned down.

Miguel Herrera 403

My Neighborhood

As I walked I saw snow soft and white

though very cold but just right

I saw pine trees very jagged as the

tip of a spear

I saw trees being bold with no leaves

swaying in the windy day

Houses were decorated for Christmas Eve

with lights shining bright as the sun

I smell cheesecake with its sweetish taste

Janet Morales 403

My Neighborhood

I walk around the

street. The streets are

dirty my friends are

playing in the snow,

houses are covered with

snow, they have them

decorated with lights, a

snowman, Santa Claus,

and some snowflakes

that turn on the lights.

Marisol Pacheco 407

My Neighborhood

A sunny day I play outside.

I play with my friends.

I play with my cousin.

In the alley we play football.

I play in the alley because

the ball doesn't go at the

house. It's dirty. An old woman

has cats. The cats are mean,

they bite my cousin. He said

ouch.

Anthony Quiroz 404

My Neighborhood

I leave my house to walk

down the block. All I see

is girls jump roping. When

they see me they giggle and

wave. I see Rene, so now

we're heading to the park.

In the park we swing

real high then jump off.

We see who jumped

farther. Then we go to

the tire swing and

swing until we get

dizzy.

Efren Ramirez 404

I say to my self good

thing I live on this

block because

it is very nice, quiet.

People do not steal, go into people's

homes, or come to our block.

Every day I see people

having a nice day by

seeing outside, the weather.

I see kids using their bikes having

fun.

One day I heard kids saying I

love this block.

Crystal Reyes 403

My neighborhood is not

that interesting. In the

summer my neighbor plants

stuff and he usually takes

the rest of his time working

on his cars. My other neighbor

he parties all night in the

summer but you can't even see

him in the winter. There's

a few cracked sidewalks which

have never been fixed, and how

those dogs howl in the summer days

but like my neighbor you can't

even hear them in the winter. It

smells like fresh flowers now

nice and grown also the smell

of people's barbecue I see

lazy people sitting around

but not walking. The smoke

from the barbecue fires

seems to burn your eyes.

Mariela Rodriguez 403

When I take a walk around my

neighborhood I smell tacos mmm

I keep on walking and I see a church

two hair salons and lots of houses I also

see lots of trees with green leaves I see

lots of flowers and bushes. Suddenly

I turn slowly and see a cat I run for it

before it brings me bad luck once I get

inside I tell myself I will wait

until it is gone meanwhile I

will have a party.

Gema Ruiz 403

Neighborhood

I'm walking down the

street I see my house & my

neighbor's house, I see the

big berry tree in my

neighbor's yard and the

berries always fall off so

there are always flies around.

The berries are good though.

There's always something going

on in my neighborhood so

I never get bored.

Elizabeth Salgado 404

Block

Going all around the block

watching the neighborhood cats

meowing for food, looking at the

hot dog man giving a hot dog

to a little girl. Walking and

looking at all the houses with

beautiful colors of peach, rose,

white and brown, hearing the birds

chirping on top of the trees

while building their nests as

I hear so many animals, dogs,

cats and maybe a bunny or two,

looking at the lights going on

and off, because of a big

rainstorm looking, walking, hearing

in my neighborhood.

Tanya Sanchez 404

Thanks for the Memories

American poet, Philip Levine writes about memories with amazing vividness and great emotional depth. This week we read his early poem, "Starlight" and wrote about strong memories of our own.

 

I remember when I was eight years

old I went to Mexico City and me, my

brother, and my dad slept over at my cousin's

house. Two of my cousins were nineteen and

twenty. We danced on the bed and we

jumped over onto another bed because

there were two beds in one room. Then

my other cousins came and started

jumping and then when I was going

to jump, my cousin jumped and we hit

each other's head. We were both OK

but our heads hurt so my aunt gave

us medicine and it worked. But we

continued to jump on the beds and we

turned out OK.

 

Mariana Beltran 404

 

 

My memory is that when I was

a little baby I had an issue

with salt. One day I ate salt and I started

to feel weird and my dad thought something

bad was happening so he took me to the doctor

but they told him that they can't do anything.

So I had to go to Saint Anthony's Hospital

where they cured me and the doctor

said, “No more salt, a little but not too much

or you will have this accident again. I know

you don't want this to happen again, or do you?”

And that is how I got cured by the salt

and it never happened again.

 

P.S. I am alive

and I feel good.

 

Laura Casimiro 407

 

 

My Memory

This past summer

I climbed a mountain.

The mountain stood

about 2,000 feet.

The pyramid of the

sun stood high. The

ruins were cracked but

still have history.

The legend of

treasure of the seven

caves still exists.

I climbed to the

high priests' houses

where battles were

fought.

Alejandro de la Cruz 403

 

 

My bike was in the way

I fell with my bike

I hit my thumb

I hurt my thumb

My bike is yellow

 

Myra Diaz 407

 

 

I Remember...

I remember when I

first played in the snow.

I remember when my baby

cousin was born.

I remember when I first

got a puppy.

I remember when I went

to Safari Land on my birthday.

I remember making a snowman

in the snow and making snow angels.

I remember when I first went

to karate.

I remember when I first drank

hot chocolate.

I remember everything.

Itzel Garcia 407

1^st Grade

I remember when I

was in 1^st grade, that

something fantastic

happened to me. In

1^st grade I got

straight A's in all

four quarters. Then

I also remember

when a boy named Clint

did the bunny ears to my

1^st grade teacher. Clint

got detention or

suspended.

Rebeca Martinez 407

Memory

When I was five years old I was walking alone

with my brother in a sandy valley. I always

wonder how the valley looked. I always question

myself. One day I went to that sandy valley,

I had to climb big heavy rocks. At the

edge of the valley there was a

soccer field. My brother and I sat on

the edge of the valley. We always went

there in the afternoons. One time we got

in trouble because we went without permission.

That was my favorite valley.

Leslie Moreno 403

I remember when I was

five I went to Florida

and at Disneyland

I got in a cool

roller coaster, it went

up and down it was

yellow. I had to stay

in a hotel, it

was lots of fun

because there was a

slide that was so

high I got on

it and I said

that was fun.

Mayra Nevarez 407

Snow

I remember when it

snowed for the first time

this year.

I was in school when

it happened.

I felt happy when I

saw the white fluffy

flakes fall from the

sky.

When I got home I had

a snowfight with my

brother, then my dad

helped by brother and I

build a snowman.

This was my

best memory!

Brian Panfilo 407

 

 

My Strongest Memory

My strongest memory was

when my dad bought the

store. I was a little boy

when this happened. My mom

and dad were so excited.

When we opened it, I was

searching everywhere like it was a

jungle. Then I got

to have free stuff

and everybody was so

happy.

Gerardo Rodriguez 404

Animal Instincts

Nick Flynn's second book, Blind Huber includes the poem, "Workers (foragers)." After reading it, students wrote their own personification poems, imagining themselves as animals or insects.

 

Bird

As I fly I see many things

I see a tree, the home of a squirrel

I see a house, home of a family

I see a plane flying

I see a flock of geese

I see another tree

But this tree is my home

my mom has already got dinner

Yum!

It's worms

“of course”

Pedro Antonino 404

Puppy

I am a puppy.

People like

me because

I am cuddly.

People also

love me for my

puffy little fur.

I am a little

blond puppy with

just blue eyes.

I also have

a collar on my

neck, it is colored

pink with lots of

shiny pearls. I

love chasing

cats and chasing

parrots in the

street.

Karina Bucio 407

Dogs

We work so hard

in many ways,

be a good guard is so

hard, barking at bad people

to scare them away,

being helpful to others,

see for blind, help

rescue people,

to chase people down

with the police, to

see black and white

like the old movies,

to hear and sniff

really good

Caesar Campos 403

I'm a Dog

If I'm a girl I could

have puppies.

I play a lot with

children. I

get treats if I'm good.

I run fast. People

carry and pet me.

I jump a lot and

scratch myself.

My bone toy I

dig for things.

I smell things.

I could be big

or small. When

people whistle

I go. I have fur

around me. I am

skinny or fat.

I am a dog.

Araceli Escutia 407

A Dog Am I

A dog am I

I can do many things

I go to my owner

trying to get some food

After eating go outside

to do some business. After

doing business I play. I play

by chasing my tail, get

dizzy and stop. And

I go get a drink of water.

Gabriela Garcia 404

Ants

After the winter and after

the spring, we all get ready

for food. People make picnics

with big crumbs that make

me go yum-yum. But we have

to be careful with kids and

their water guns, and people

with hoses, and the light

of the sun that goes

through glass. We forage

for candy and mushrooms

through grass and big

branches and litter. And

be careful with ponds with

frogs and get in and drown

or be eaten by eaten

by giant fishes

Joselino Guerrero 404

Butterfly

I the butterfly soar in the sky,

just flying around.

My enemies come I scare them off

with my lovely wings.

People try to catch me.

I fly away as quickly as

I can.

I live in a beautiful party.

I work so hard, from nectar to

pollen.

Then a museum catcher catches me,

who knows, people watch me,

or I might just die then my

life is over and my little

butterflies will write this poem, or I

might just be whispering to a human.

Lea Mendoza 403

I am a rat and I have a long tail. I am a rat and I

like cheese and a cat is chasing me. I am a rat

and I have a little tiny pink nose. I am a rat and I have

two black eyes. I am a rat and I have two ears. I am

a rat and I put some traps on the cat. I am a rat and I

am happy. I am a rat and my body is white. I am a rat

and I see where the cat is.

Hugo Montes 407

Bats

I am a winged rodent. I fly

in dark caves. I can fold

myself so I can sleep.

Our king Dracula is dead

so now we are free as

free can be. So don't disturb

me or my teeth will put

you in a coma for the night.

Get it? Got it? Good. So quiet

so I can have a good night's

sleep. Alright!

Alex Pina 404

Birds

I fly around,

above the trees

through the sky.

I see everything,

and everybody like

tiny ants.

Searching for worms,

and other things

to eat.

I go searching

for a place to stay

where there are no

predators.

After summer ends

I go where it's warm

and not cold.

Wendy Ramirez 404

Spider

As we spin our web

we fly in the sky.

And we crawl up

the wall while hearing them cry.

We laugh and laugh and

crawl until we see food.

We eat flies and bite

them so they can go to sleep.

We swallow them not chew

them so they can't get out.

Daniel Rodriguez 407

I'm a piranha

I swim around and eat, eat...

...eat more and swim

I eat anything I can

bite through which is

anything because...I can

bite through steel

Aw right a mouse supper time

squeeeeeeeeak

Rene Salas 404

Husky 

I am very fluffy

I am friendly

I don't bite

I like to play outside

I run a lot

I am a house dog

I sleep a little bit

I like to get petted

I like people to brush my hair

I fight dogs when I get mad

And I like people

Ray Soto 407

Cheetah

my spots are

black and I

run 70 miles

per hour and

I eat antelopes

and I could see

in the dark

and I attack

my prey and

stalk it till

it is time

to come out

and attack

my prey. I

am a

cheetah

and I

love it!

Michelle Wieczorek 403

Odes

Students really enjoy reading and writing odes. One of the finest writers of odes is the Chilean poet, Pablo Neruda; we read his "Ode to Clothing" and then wrote our own, on a variety of subjects.

 

 

Ode to Chips

 

Chips are the

ultimate junk food

for me because it's

more delicious than chocolate.

It's so good and hot. My dad

was eating chips since he was

young. But it was little by little.

Two chips are made out of cheese

but I don't care about that

because once it's made it's still

delicious. It looks like dark red.

The dark spots are hotter. They

made a new chip but it's hot

chips with cheese puffs so

now it's called spicy puffs.

It's so delicious I bring it to school

for my friends to taste the delicious chips.

 

Jimmy Ferreira 404

 

 

Ode to Red

 

Apples are red

your face is red when you get embarrassed

maybe you like red

the cardinals are red

my sock is red

my computer is red

I love red

there's red eyes of animals

markers are red, not all of them

almost everything is red.

 

Flor Gonzalez 403

 

 

Ode to Mom

 

My mom is

my favorite thing.

I see her

in the morning

when she is making

good breakfast. She

irons my clothes

for school, makes

my breakfast

on the table.

I eat it.

I hug and

I tell her

I love her.

 

Stephanie Rodriguez 403

 

 

Ode to Mexico

 

It is going to be

winter I go when

it is cold. How I

miss going to you.

I can play with

my cousins and they

party in Mexico.

How they like to

be outside if they

party.

 

Lorena Torres 404

Food Poems

Inspired after reading Margaret Atwood's "Morning in the Burned House," students wrote their own food poems.

 

 

Shrimp cocktail tastes like pizza in the pan.

I love lasagna it's slippery it's flurry and good.

I hate cauliflower cause it's white and tastes

bad. On the other hand I love broccoli cause

it's green tastes good and looks good it's

green and reminds me of a very tall green

tree. I love chicaron (that's a Spanish word)

specifically. Food is very delicious

but otherwise it makes you go on calories

and fatness. And I'm on a diet.

 

Ruby Guzman 407

 

 

Thanksgiving Feast

Turkey is brown, juicy and round with

white rice with the taste of salt and

vegetables and then comes the gravy

nice and homemade with that beautiful smell topped

with potatoes then comes the more meat like

pig nice pink and juicy too then comes the

dessert, cocoa pudding, cheesecake it just gets

better and better with more things together.

Solomon Navarro 407

 

 

Pizza Mmmmmm...

 

My favorite food is pizza because

it reminds me of me when I

was dreaming that I ate a

gigantic pizza and it had pepperoni

and extra cheese. And mushrooms. It

tasted so good it had like

8,000,000,000,000 more to go

and I ate them all and I

was so full 8,000,000 more

pizzas appeared and I fainted.

When I woke up my mom

said, “We're going to Gerardo's,”

best pizza and I fainted

again.

 

Jose Tierrablanca 404

 

 

Food

 

When I start

to eat spaghetti I

start to remember

my grandmother because

 

when I would visit

her she would always

make me spaghetti and

it was my favorite

 

food to eat. Every

time I smell spaghetti

I remember

my grandmother. But

right now I don't

 

eat spaghetti that much

like back then. I

still miss my grandmother's

spaghetti and how she

made it.

 

Nicole Villanueva 403

Color Poems

Students enjoyed hearing about his amazing life and career and reading Federico García Lorca's poem, "Arbolé, Arbolé" in its native Spanish and English. They discussed all the different colors he uses in the poem, and how he uses them, then wrote their own.

Favorite Colors of Flowers

My favorite color is white

because it is a bright color

and also mine to have peace

for you. The other color

that I like is red also

mine peace and love in

each other like if you have

a girl that you like you can

give her that flower. I also

like pink because it is like

the white, it's bright like it

too, the sun also.

Fernanda Martinez 404

Colors

Red is roses, clothes, it could be everything

blue is the sky, also the lines of this paper.

Brown are houses the lovely ground the desks.

White is my school uniform lights are white too.

Violet is lipstick also clothes my nails painted.

Yellow is school uniform too.

Green is the grass that we water to make it more green

everything could almost be these colors.

Leslie Moreno 403

Colors

The sky is blue the wind is

dusty gray the lives are green

but they turn red the red roses

have no more petals the branches

of the trees are brown the

sky gets darker the dirt is

brown the grass green my shoes

are pink stepping on the brown dirt.

Yesenia Pimentel 403

Colors

There are many colors in all places

green in the grass.

Trees in the winter trying to

cry when they are in the winter.

The girl behind the tree cries

all the time.

The boy next to the girl

tries to cry.

The dog cannot play

but he cannot play.

The tears of the girl are blue.

The boy tries to

cry but he cannot he is

sad.

Anthony Quiroz 404

Color

dry and green and trees

dog is brown.

face is red. cool is blue.

The girl with the

pretty face

is out picking olives

pretty dry.

Angelica Teutla 404

Colors

Red the roses are red

smelling so good. Blue the

water is blue so shiny and

light. Green the stems are green

so soft and small. Yellow

the sun is yellow so big

bright. Brown a teddy bear

is brown so soft and cute.

Orange the class word wall is

orange so wordy and strong.

Pink my lead pencil is pink

so lead and lead. My favorite

color is pink so beautiful and

bright. The colors the

colors so nice but the best

one is pink. The colors. The colors.

O my the colors. Colors.

Vanessa Tovar 404

 

Three Halloween Poems

In celebration of Halloween, we read Charles Simic's "Ghosts." Here are three poems inspired by Simic:

 

The Ghost

 

Once there was

a ghost in my house

when I woke up he

disappeared and I told him

come out wherever you

are or not I'll kill you

and when it came out

it was my

    sister

and I got mad

    at her.

 

Miguel Herrera 403

 

 

The Ghosts of My House

 

Two people had died

in my house.

I see people outside running fast,

     that I can't see their

faces.

My TV goes on and off

all by its own. My

room's light too. But I am

not scared

     because I'm used to it.

And even at night I hear

strange noises but

in Halloween at night things

are likely moving but I

     just ignore it. And

some people say it's

haunted and others say they

see me running with the lights

off. But me, no I am

     just sitting seeing TV and

with the

lights off.

     But sometimes when I am

doing that

     I feel if someone

is watching me. And sometimes

I see like a kid, a boy

is watching me

but when I turn

around there's nobody but

     I'm getting a

little scared.

I think it's just

in my imagination.

I know it's

just nothing, but

my imagination.

I think it's my

imagination and I get

scared. It's true.

 

Michelle Quintana 404

 

 

Trick or Treat

 

Tomorrow is Halloween

and we're going trick or

treating with my mom,

my brother, my sister.

I'm going to be white

ninja, my brother

a black ninja, my

sister is just wearing

a mask.

 

Jose Salazar 400

L-E-T-T-E-R // P-O-E-M-S

Richard Hugo's "Letter to Ammons from Maratea" inspired this week's letter poems (or are they poem letters?). Students were asked, based on a line in Hugo's poem, to write their poems using short lines of no more than six words.

 

    Dear mom,

I am so sorry I didn't

tell you where I was at.

I am with my two cousins,

we are at the beach. And

we are gonna stay there

for about a week.

Because it is summer vacation,

and we are having so much

fun. We swim almost every day.

And don't worry because Annette

is showing me how to swim.

    From

    Arizbel [Ayala][403]

Dear Fernanda, I miss the old

times like when we were in

2^nd grade and 3^rd grade.

Do you remember when I went

to your house that we

would play in the back yard?

We'd play with a ball and

your sister put on music and

she was dancing and you

said something so funny

that we couldn't stop

laughing and the day that

was your birthday and

I didn't go and you

were waiting for me. I am

sorry for that. I wish you

were with me in 5^th grade.

I miss you so much.

Your best friend,

Maricarmen

Carrizales [407]

                                                                                                                                                            Dear Hannah Montana

I want to tell you that

how is it going

over there

with the

singing.

I wish you could come

over my house to

play or sing.

Also you

could invite

me to

your

house.

You could bring Lily &

we could go to

the beach to go

visit Jackson

in his little

crib.

                                                                                                                                                                     Sincerely

                                                                                                                                                                     Ruby Corpus [407]

Dear Tia Guera,

How is it over there in

Mexico? How are your kids doing?

Me and grandma miss you.

And we want you to come

to visit us. It is lonely

without you. Hope to see

you next time. Bye.

    Sincerely, Mayra [Gallardo] [407]

 

 

 

Dear Betsy,

The party was fun.

The cake was tasty.

And the gelatin was great.

Hope I can stay in your house.

Hope I can go to your party.

And I could go to Mexico.

I wish you were here to party.

        From Erica [Hernendéz] [407]

Dear Janely,

    I really miss you so much.

I wish you'd come back

from Mexico. I know that you

don't want to come back

because you are in Mexico

and we know you love Mexico

but you have to start school.

Your mom misses you a lot.

In Chicago you could work and

over there there are no jobs.

Please come back, we really

miss you, the whole family

misses you. Your birthday

is coming up. Please come back.

        Sincerely,

        Jakelin Lopez [404]

Dear Grandma: I hope you

would come back and visit

and see the beautiful things

that are here. I really

miss you since you went

back to Mexico. When are

you going to come back to

Chicago, Illinois? I really don't

talk to you that much

on the phone. I'm waiting

for the next year to

see when are you coming

back and I will never

forget my mom's face when

she was so sad that

you were going back and

she was crying. I hope

you will come back. Your

granddaughter, Maria Muñoz [403]

Dear anybody that understands

me. I am having a rough

time at school and at

home. I don't know what

to do. I want to

run away. But then

I don't know

if I should.

Sincerely

Esteban Rodriguez [407]

 

Dear Jim Carrey,

You are really funny on TV.

That's why I like to see you on TV.

I've seen some of your movies,

like Bruce Almighty and when you're

in the news. I pick you

because you make me laugh all

the time. I'm like your number

one fan of all. That's why

I pick you for my poem.

        From Gerardo Rodriguez [404]

Dear mom,

I love you very much

I think you are the

greatest mom a child could

have.

I thank you for loving

me and caring for me.

People are mostly very mean

but you are very nice

to me.

I love you so much

mommy that I love you

up to the sky where

nobody can ever love you

this much as I do.

    Love,

    Gema Ruiz [403]

Dear Paige,

Hi how are you? I'm fine.

I wish you didn't have

to move away. I really

miss you. I wonder a lot of

times how your house caught on

fire, but I really don't care

because I'm glad that you

and your family are OK.

I hope I will be able

to see you and I hope

that where you are now

you are happy and OK.

I wish I could still see

you. I'm still glad we're friends.

        From Elizabeth [Salgado][404]

    P.S. I really miss you

Let's Have a Body Part(y)

This week we read about body parts in Katrina Vandenberg's poem, “Anatomy Lesson #2: The Palpation of Bony Landmarks.” Students learned some interesting new terms, such as clavicle, zygoma, xiphoid process and sternal notch, and thought about the skeleton and how it keeps our bodies upright and together. Then they wrote their own body part poems.

 

 

My Head

 

On my head I have eyes,

On my head I have a nose,

On my head I have a mouth,

On my head I have hair.

My eyes see everything,

My nose smells everything,

My mouth can talk and eat,

My hair is red in the light.

On my head I also have ears

My ears can hear everything.

 

Pedro Antonino 404

 

 

Brain

 

Your brain is like a motor that

doesn't go off it keeps going

 

It's like a computer that doesn't

turn off holding all your memory

 

With files of everything

that you can open when-

 

ever you want, it helps

to react to things and to think.

 

Caesar Campos 403

 

 

A Body Part

 

I use my brain to think and to figure out

a question. When I don't get a question, my brain freezes

and starts to think something out. My brain makes

me move and talk, it makes me use my eyes and takes

control of my body. My brain makes choices on what

to do. It makes me think of things I imagine what will

happen. It lets me feel things and it helps me with

my feelings. I thank my brain, it makes me do lots

of things. It makes me talk and makes me have fun

or act, it lets me see with my eyes that are controlled

by my brain.

 

Kenneth Ferreira 407

 

 

My Eyes

 

I like my

eyes because

I am glad I

could see and

not be blind.

 

Sometimes my

mom says I have

nice and pretty eyes.

But sometimes I

wear glasses and

my family makes

fun of me but

I don't care.

It's better

to have eyes.

 

Itzel Garcia 407

 

 

My Rib

 

One of my ribs is bigger

than the other one I think it was

when I was about 3 years old and I

fell off the stairs and I hit my rib

so I think that's why it's smaller

than the other one. And my rib

is still smaller.

 

Andres Jasso 403

 

 

Brain

 

My brain thinks. It may blink.

It has noodles. It thinks of poodles.

It may be pink. Its name is link.

It sees if Pokémon trades are

good.

 

Kevin Marin 403

 

 

Body Parts

 

Brain is gooey pink

like clay. Cheeks are

like lumps of gum.

Hands are like mountains

going up and down.

Head is like a ball.

Eyes are like round

chocolate candies. Tongue

is like a gummy worm

twisting. Teeth are

like hard rocks.

Saliva is like water.

My bones are what

dogs eat except not

my bones. My heart

is red gooey, lumpy

and good to help

stay alive. These

are my body parts.

 

Rebeca Martinez 407

 

 

My Shoulder

 

My shoulder has a bone

on top and I use it to

lift it up and down. My

birds always stop at my

shoulder. The green one

stops at my shoulder to bite

my hair. The blue one stops

at my shoulder to sing.

 

Luis Medina 404

 

 

My Hand

 

It moves it is curious you could

grab stuff like a pencil to

write with or to grab something

or do something you could throw

you will make it look like a rock

a bird a butterfly and a duck

you can do a lot of stuff you

could eat it is fun and curious.

 

Juan Pizarro 404

 

 

My Wrist

 

My wrist, a weird thing to see.

It's easy to break just like mine.

One fall that is as tall as you. You

will hear the crack of your wrist moving

to another place. And all I got to say

is good luck at the hospital.

 

Efren Ramirez 404

 

 

My Eyes

 

My eyes are brown. My eyes

are small. I need glasses. I

wish I didn't need them at all. But

I have to live with it. Until

I go to see the eye doctor

again I will suffer with

everyone saying to me

four eyes. But I could just

say if I take my glasses off

I am OK.

 

If people didn't have glasses

it would not be OK. People

would not be able to see

they will be falling and

will be hurting everyone that

comes in sight.

 

That's my poem.

 

Lorissa Rocha 407

 

 

Hair

 

Hair is nice hair is perfect.

Hair could be styled differently.

Hair is put on a scarecrow

instead of real hair they

use straw. Beneath the hair

is the brain which is like

the brain wearing a coat of

different colors. Hair could

be used to rub hot sauce

out of your eye. Hair

gets split ends people waste

their money on hair

products to make it

smooth. People waste

money to get highlights.

 

Mariela Rodriguez 403

 

 

Heart and Brain

 

My heart sounds like a big shoe stomping

on the floor. My heart feels like someone is

hitting me in the chest. The color of my heart

is violet red. My brain looks like a big ball.

My brain never shuts off always on.

 

Brandon Rosario 403

Family Poems

The poem we read this week was “Day of the Refugios” by Alberto Ríos. As the epigraph that begins the poem explains, in Mexico and Latin America, celebrating one's Saint's say instead of one's birthday is common and an act of community. Students then wrote their own family poems.

 

Family

 

I have a     big family.

     Mom     loves cooking.

     Dad        loves soccer.

     Brother     loves blue

and me     loves to be a

     drama queen

 

     Also, my     family likes...

     mom         loves partying

     dad         loves sitting on the couch

     brother     loves going outside for soccer

and me         loves Rebelde (RBD)

 

Mariana Beltran 404

 

 

My family is big

     My family is everywhere

          My family comes and goes

They love to go everywhere

     We go to museums

          We even went to the Field

     Museum and to the Museum of

     Science and Industry.

My Family

     Rocks!!!!

 

Laura Casimiro 407

 

 

My Family

 

I come from a big family. I come

from a family of 15: my mom, brothers,

sisters, uncles, cousins, and my dogs.

The good thing about it is that

when it is my birthday I get a

lot of presents. But the bad thing

is that they bug me too much

and I can't have any silence. The

only time I have any silence is

at night.

 

Julian Castro 403

 

 

I was born in Mexico, a little

country called Tijuana.

 

It's like a little neighborhood

by Mexico.

 

I've never seen Tijuana in person only

in pictures.

 

The houses in Tijuana are different

because they all have big windows.

 

My mom had one brother first, then

came my other brother. At last came me.

 

Now we are a family of four.

 

Felix Flores 403

 

 

Family

 

My family is great,

although we might fight.

 

We celebrate together,

B-days, Christmas, Halloween.

 

My brother is a pain,

        bothers me too much.

 

I love my family

                so much.

 

The name Michael

is very common,

 

Uncle Michael, Michael

brother, Michael dad.

 

I love my family but

we always fight, not always

 

    but no one's family

                    is perfect.

 

Lea Mendoza 403

 

 

My Family

 

My family I

love my

family they are

so good to

me.

 

But some

times my

little cousins

drive me crazy.

 

I love my

brothers they

are the best

brothers anybody

can have.

 

But they are

not so nice some-

times because they

get on your nerves.

 

I love my

mom and dad

they are the

best mom and

dad.

 

But sometimes

when I want

something they

will say it

costs too much.

 

I love my

family they are

the best family

anybody can

have.

 

Mayra Nevarez 407

 

 

My Family

 

My family is fun.

My parents came

from Mexico.

My brother and I were

born in Chicago.

I have a cat named

Lucky he is black.

We like to go to church

on Sundays.

 

Sometimes after church

we go somewhere as

a family.

 

I love my family

with all of my

heart.

 

Brian Panfilo 407

 

 

My Family

 

My family is people I love and care about.

My family is from Mexico. My mom is the

best, she never takes a break to see me be

great. My abuelita is the best, she teaches

me how to knit and how to cook her

famous tamales. My dad likes to read with

me every Saturday night and watch scary movies.

My sister sometimes is bossy and mean but

she is still my family. My brother is great

when I get home fromschool he runs to the

door and tells me to play with him. The

names of this big family are

my name, Maria, my dad Enrique and my

aguelita, Maria. My sister's name is Karina

and my brother's name is Enrique too and

I love each and every one of them.

 

Tanya Sanchez 404