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Poetry Post #7 – Outside the Window & Trust

The smell outside the window

The smell outside the window is so sweet
It reminds me of when I was little
when we would roll around in the grass.
When we would pretend we were super hero’s

The smell outside the window so clean
Just as clean as our newly washed clothes.
It reminds me of when I play soccer
being abel to stop a goal and smile.

The smell outside the window is now dirty
Now it reminds me of the city.
So much pollution in the air.
so sad I can barely bear it.

The sound outside the window puts a smile on my face
the sound of the air blowing the leaves.
It calms my mind
the falling of rain.

Now the city is taking over.
It hurts to think that the trees will be gone.



Trust is like an eraser, the more you erase the mistakes, the more it gets smaller.
Trust is like paper, once its crumpled it can never be perfect again
Trust is like a diamond, it’s expensive
Trust is like glass, it can’t be fixed after it’s broken
Trust is like a friend, you have to cherish it forever

Poetry Post #6 – Dogs & Basketball

The rest of the poems will be by my 8th graders. The first one today is an ode, which is where something is celebrated.

Ode to My Dogs

Thanks to my dogs for giving me joy
for even letting me play with their toy.
They slobber all over me
but they are part of the family.

Thanks to my dogs who fill my heart with love
with each time they run they look like a dove.
So obedient in their ways
each day of all their days.

Now one of them is getting old
she has a sickness call thyroids or so we were told.
When she passes depressed we will be
because she is part of the family.


Today’s second poem is a simile poem about basketball. A simile is a comparison of unlike things using the words like or as.

Basketball is like:
Basketball is like a counseling hour, you leave with a sigh of relief.
Basketball is like a work out it makes you fit.
Basketball is like an alarm clock it wakes you up.
Basketball is like an energy drink, it gives you adrenaline.
Basketball is like a drama play, you could be really happy of how it went or really depressed.

Poetry Post #5 – Wind & Friends

The two poems today are by 6th graders.


Wind is my shelter.

Whenever it blows, it cools me down.

Wind let water in the brook run.
Wind also carrys my voice to everywhere and everyone.

In anywhere, everywhere, wind watches everything.
Wind keep everyone’s secret.

However, If someone ask to wind, wind won’t
answer, but wind will carefully come to us and
whispher very quietly that we can’t even hear.

Wind blows flower’s leaf and wind carefully put
leaf down and let leaf become a another
beautiful creature to bloom again.

No matter how sun try not to let wind blow,
wind will always be there, from somewhere that
we couldn’t found and see.


Just Like Home

I’m hanging out with my friends.

They’re similar just like the
ones at home. Their action
are similar to the ones at home.

Their personality are like ones
in the States. My friends in the
Philippines are better than the ones in the States.

The ones in the States are crazier
then the ones here. It seems
as the ones here are better.

But everything is difficult
to choose from here or the States.

(This one is a typical struggle for Third Culture Kids. They grow up in various locations and it’s hard for them to identify which one is home. Thanks for praying for my kids!)

Poetry Post #4- Pancakes & Boys

The poems today are written by two of my 7th grade girls.


Pancakes are fluffy and delicious.
They make you feel great.
They are like fluffy pillows that you can eat.

Pancakes can be in the fridge or on the stove.
wherever they are they are still pancakes.

Yummy yummy in my tummy

You can eat them with syrup or chocolate
You can put them in blender
or eat it with anything

When you are hungry you can have pancakes
so delicious and yummy

Everyday is a day for eating pancakes
Even when your sad
Even when your super happy.

delicious and wonderful that is what pancakes are!



Boys are fun
some when they grow up want to own a gun

Boys are funny
Whe they are asking for money
They can be cute if you turned them into a bunny

Boys can be mean
Some of them love rice with many bean

Boys are ninjas
They appeare from anywhere
and you don’t know where they have been

Boys can be disgusting
The make me go ew
They do many things
Sometimes just a few

Most of the time they are nice

Boys can change
from one mood to another
in one second

Boys are weird (in a good way)

Poetry Post #3 – Looking Ahead & Books

This is by one of my 7th grade boys.

Looking Ahead

Looking on . . . and on . . . and on . . . and on.

Out in a world full of adventure and thrill
Who knows what’s ahead of us, plague or ill.

Thus I always plan ahead, jotting down the
goods and bads,
Looking onward to make sure there are no
stumbles in my path.
Who could guess what the world has in store.

Usually I get my hopes up, for things coming my way
If the thing is good then I’m a happy guy you’d say
But if it ain’t so nice then it’ll start to ruin my day.

I got nothing else to focus on
It continues to creep my mind
You never know what could pop up or what you
just might find

If you ask me, “What’s your skill?”
This I’ll tell you, yes, I will

Looking on . . . and on . . . and on . . . and on


This is by one of my 6th grade girls.


The world is filled with books and books

Books to the ceiling, almost touching the sky

Books about knights in shining armor, saving princess’s with
long golden hair, and dragon’s breathing fire hotter than burning coals

Books that make you cry and books that make you
leap for joy, books so old they might fall apart and so now they shiver

There are big books and medium books and small books
Books that have words that leap from the pages,
filling you with suspense, horror, love, sorrow, or happiness

Books with many times and places like in the jungle,
or in the city, in a mystical world, or even in the
future land, Books filled with creativity and action.

Books with many genres realistic fiction, non-realistic
fiction, historical fiction, fantasy, and so many more.
Books are books filled with books and books so read a book

Poetry Post #2- Friends & Homework

This one is by one of my 6th grade girls.


Friends are like crayons. Their colors are different which makes
them special. Even though I don’t like all of them, someday I’ll need all
the colors to complete my picture.

Friends are like flowers. If you love and take care of them, they’ll
be beautiful. But if you don’t care about them at all, then it will wilt
and wither and it won’t be as pretty.

Friends are like gems. You can find them but they won’t be as valuable.
But rare ones are more hard to find because they are the most precious
and the best.

Friends are like snowflakes. Each are different in their own ways but
all of them are wonderful because they’re all unique.

Friends are like siblings. Even though you love them, sometimes yoj
fight and you just can’t stand them. And when they’re gone, you realize
how important they were.

Friends are like teachers. They sometimes make fun of you, they sometimes
scold you, they sometimes get mad at you, and sometimes they care about you.

Friends are like books. They each have their own story to tell, whether it’s
good or bad. But don’t judge them by their covers because they might be
the one you were looking for.


This one is by one of my 7th grade boys.


Homework is terrible; it is so bad
I can’t stand Homework; it makes me mad

Writing and writing, and writing Away
Homework can waste almost anyone’s day

They say it helps you
I say “Unfair!”
Homework can give me a terrible scare!

My trying and trying is never enough
Homework defeats me
It’s very tough

It hurts me deeply inside and out.

It really knows How to Give me a Pout.

And Although I finish it
It won’t go Away
Homework is back! the very next day. . .


(This last one reminds me of Dr. Seuss and Shel Silverstein a bit.)

Poetry Post #1 – Arithmetic, Chocolate & Coffee

Here is the first installment with 3 poems.  I asked the kids to write a catalog poem, which is a free verse poem where you choose a topic and write a poem that is list-like. The example we read in class was “Arithmetic” by Carl Sandburg.  I have included that first, so you can have an example.

“Arithmetic” by Carl Sandburg

Arithmetic is where numbers fly like pigeons in and out of your

Arithmetic tells you how many you lose or win if you know how
many you had before you lost or won.

Arithmetic is seven eleven all good children go to heaven — or five
six bundle of sticks.

Arithmetic is numbers you squeeze from your head to your hand
to your pencil to your paper till you get the answer.

Arithmetic is where the answer is right and everything is nice and
you can look out of the window and see the blue sky — or the
answer is wrong and you have to start all over and try again
and see how it comes out this time.

If you take a number and double it and double it again and then
double it a few more times, the number gets bigger and bigger
and goes higher and higher and only arithmetic can tell you
what the number is when you decide to quit doubling.

Arithmetic is where you have to multiply — and you carry the
multiplication table in your head and hope you won’t lose it.

If you have two animal crackers, one good and one bad, and you
eat one and a striped zebra with streaks all over him eats the
other, how many animal crackers will you have if somebody
offers you five six seven and you say No no no and you say
Nay nay nay and you say Nix nix nix?

If you ask your mother for one fried egg for breakfast and she
gives you two fried eggs and you eat both of them, who is
better in arithmetic, you or your mother?


Now we come to some poems by my students. (No edits of spelling, punctuation, etc. by the teacher. Pictures added by me.)

The first is by one of my 6th grade boys.


Chocolate is a kind of candy that melts in your mouth.

Chocolate tells you the tiring process of turning
bitter cocoa beans to sweet soft chocolate.

Chocolate is like the person I love and care about, sweet
and loving. Chocolate is a big part of the candy market.

Chocolate is in a lot of stuff. Hot chocolate,
Chocolate Ice cream, chocolate cake.

Chocolate makes kids hyper, active and crazy.

Chocolate is produced by hard work,
People pick it hand by hand.

Chocolate is like a drug that you
can’t stop eating it.

Chocolate comes into beautiful shapes.

Chocolate is art. There are shoes, and
almost everything you can imagine.

Chocolate is life. It gives people work and
profit from it.

Chocolate is love, lets people express their
feelings to their loved ones.

Chocolate is my viatamin. One of the reasons
why I’m alive.

This second one is by one of my 7th grade girls.


Coffee is something you drink and feel happy about.

Coffee is a drink that is warm that is hot that is very very cold.

Coffee has a taste, a very good taste,

it also has flavors, very good flavors.

Coffee makes you feel happy and sappy,

it also makes you hyper and high.

Don’t drink coffee in the evening –

you won’t be able to sleep;

you’ll toss and you’ll turn all through the night.

Drink coffee; drink cups of it; drink gallons and gallons of it –

it’s so good, you’ll want even more;

you might end up on the toilet, of course!

I tell you, by the way,

coffee might become your very best friend;

but watch out – don’t you ever take mine away!