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Untitled.

Untitled.

I am going to pray

For that day,

And I’m going to
Say,

So that I will
Stay away from
That ghost.

By A.N.
Fourth Grade
2013.

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Kevin.

Kevin.

Kevin kick flips like a king. He is
Energized and not
Very dumb. He is
Intelligent, smart, and
Nerdy.

By J.D.
Fourth Grade
2013.

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Kids of Chinese of Immigrants

Kids of Chinese
Immigrants
Didn’t always
Go to
School. They
Needed to
Go to
Work,
Or they
Needed to
Help their
Parents at
Work.
The kids
Worked
In factories,
And they
Needed to
Work to
Get
Money for
Their family.

By CN
Fourth Grade
06.04.2014

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Chinese Immigrants

They needed
To work.
Some Chinese
Kids needed
To work also.
In the
Places that
They worked,
It was hot
Because there
Were no windows
That could
Open.
They worked
Doing laundry,
And they
Worked at
Other things
Too.
They needed
To work
Because they
Needed money
For their
Family.

By CN
Fourth Grade
06.04.2014

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Haiku on Chinese Immigrants

Haiku

Chinese immigrants
Were really poor, so they left.
They had kids that worked.

By JO
Fourth Grade
06.04.2014

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D.H.

D.H.

by D.H.

D...
Friend, brother, fighter, and unique
Brother of Miguel and Roberto
Lover of rock, Rise Against, video games, and sleeping
Feels joy from sleeping, fun in games, and the power of Rise Against
Things I need are a house, something to keep me going, and my family's love
I give others respect, I give others who I am, and I give others headaches
Things I fear are night time, being alone, and going home alone
Things I would like to see is my motivation in person, the best views on Earth, and finally seeing the cover of my favorite album
I am a resident of ...
H...

02.24.14

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Family

Family

by S.R.

My family
Is important.
My family 
Is loved.
My family 
Is awesome.
Ricardo is
My brother.
Silvino is
My dad.
Perla is
My mom.
Yamila is
My sister.
Maria is 
My aunt.
Pepe is
My cousin.
Tacha is
My aunt.
Israel is
My cousin.
Veronica is
My aunt.
Mia is
My cousin.
Valentina is
My cousin.
Raquel is
My aunt.
Gabriel is
My aunt.
Andres is
My cousin.
Cristian is
My cousin.
MY FAMILY!

03.24.14

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Grateful

Grateful means
To be thankful.
I am thankful 
For my family.
I am thankful
For my mom,
Dad, sister, and
Brother.
I'd like the
World to be thankful.

03.18.14
by S.R.

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Poetry Club Notebooks

During the ’11-’12 school year, I had students decorate their poetry notebooks as part of the school’s after school poetry club, which I led. Students were fourth and fifth graders.

Here are some of there products.

 

 

I also made one with them, or rather was inspired by them to create myself another writing notebook.

 

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Student Poems 2007 pt. deux

Beautiful Nature

Nature is

Peaceful

And wild.

There are

Wild animals.

There are

Trees,

Grass, and

There are beautiful

Deer and

Plants.

There’s

Flowers in nature

And it’s good.  You

Can relax

In nature,

So it is

Good to

Be in nature.

It’s quiet

And the

Grass is soft when you

Fall down,

So that’s good,

So that’s it,

Goodbye.

Hector P. 2007.

In the Sky

The sky

Is

Shiny,

Cloudy,

And windy.

Stars

Are beautiful.

Rainbows are pretty.

Nataly R. 2007.

Love

Love me mommy.

Give me love.

Give me hugs.

Give me kisses

Until the afternoon.

I won’t forget about those days

I had with you.

I will always love you,

And always take you

In my heart.

Love you.

Adriana H. M. 2007.

My Pet Stitch

I

Saw

A

Witch

With

My

Pet

Stitch.

Stitch

Itched

While

The

Witch

Got rich.

Jaqueline M. 2007.

The Bunny

I am a

Little

Bunny

Jumping

In

The

Honey

With

My

Friend

Acting

Like

A

Dummy.

Jaqueline M. 2007.

My Dog 

I’m going to

Write a poem

About my dog.

My dog likes

To play a lot.

My dog is

Fun.  My dog’s

Name is Chispita.

She is one year

Old.  Her colors are

White and gray.

She likes to be

Outside.

Diana S. 2007.

Friends and Kids

Ana and Lesly were

Best friends.  They grew up.

They got married.  Ana had

Two girls and Lesly did too.

Their names were Anahi,

Adriana, Samantha

And Zoey.  Anahi, Adriana,

Samantha, and Zoey were

Best friends.

Lesli P. 2007.

Stinky Me

Yo, yo, me, me.  Nobody

Likes me because

I smell like

Feet.  When I

Cross the street,

They say things

About me.  They

Always say you

Smell like meat.

My nickname is the

Girl that always

Comes from the

Street.

Adriana H. M. 2007.

 

Memory Stay

Remembering people and

People don’t care about

You.  I don’t care about them.

So if he is mad at you,

I don’t care.

The day was sunny and

A boy was sad because his

Dad didn’t want

To make a toy for him.

Giovany C. 2007.

The Music

We all like music and have

Parties and rap.  And I

Have just one time to

Rap.  The rap I do is

About my life and my life

Is about how I like to rap in

All my life and to the

End I will still be

Rapping to the end of

My life I will still

Be rapping to the end of

My life.

Alondra H. 2007.

Bees on the Hunt!

When bees go on the hunt,

They like to sneak.  They

Track us down with

Their tails of

Death.  Don’t

Ever move

Because

They

Will

Attack.

They

Are dangerous.

If I was you,

I would not do that.

Don’t wave your hands

Up like you don’t care.

Cynthia M. 2007.

To the End of My Life

The end of my

Life, is gone for the rest of

The end.  I sleep, I

Dream.  My life was

Sad, and life goes

On, and I am going up

There in the sky.  And my life goes

Off.  And the life goes off.  It’s the

End of my life.  And life

Is gone.

Alondra H. M. 2007.

My Friends

I play with

My dogs because

I love to

Play with them.

My dogs

Are my

Friends.  I like

My dogs, I mean

My friends.

I love

To hang

Out at

My

Dog’s house because

I play the

X-Box because we

Love the X-Box

Because we

Like the

Games for

The X-Box.  We play

Def Jam Fight for NY

And Star Wars too.

Juan H. 2007.

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