My last school visit of the year was, appropriately enough, at my own daughter’s school – for Young Authors Day. I was given two groups of 4th graders for an hour each. I could’ve done more than two groups for more than an hour. It was pretty sweet.
We talked about seeing things in new ways, since I think that’s pretty much the only original thing any one of us can do, aside from making up words, maybe.
And we wrote poems filled with lies, dreams, and metaphors.
Here are two the kids wrote together before each taking to their own white page.
I think they’re pretty fine…
Group Poem #1
Ecstasy is like a spacecraft
dodging stars way up high.
Fury is like a chair
on fire,
stuck at the table.
Group Poem #2
Depression is like a TV
full of sad shows,
just sitting there in a dark room
with none of your favorites on.
Excitement is like a kiwi fruit
sour-sweet-awesome
looking like a bouncing ball,
ready to be eaten.
Ecstacy
Ecstasy IS like that. And excitement is definitely sour-sweet awesome.
Top of the line! Thanks for sharing them.
What fun!
Those kiddos were very creative. I loved their group poems. Thanks for sharing!