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Sunday, April 20, 2008

When My Words Were...

I borrowed this exercise from Rachel Javellana, who presented it at the lesson plan potluck. Some of the students who have been struggling all year really dug into this prompt and wrote some great poems.


Mrs. Van Zytveld's class, 4th grade


What My Words Were
Niko M.


When my words were blood
I was dead

When my words were words
I was a life

When my words were breath
I was ugly

When my words were lost
I was find

When my words were a boy
I was a boy

but when my words became a bunny,
he was funny with his voice.


When my words were…
Madeline G.

When my words were black
I was mean.

When my words were stereos
I was loud.

When my words were intelligent
I was smart.

When my words were paper
I was able to write.

When my words were crazy
I was weird.

But when my words were funny
I didn’t want then to be
funny anymore.


Crazy Story
Kyle S.

When my words were lights
I wasn’t thinking.

When my words were nice
I was mean.

When my words were mean
I was nice.

When my words were gold
I was poor.

When my words were a web
I was an insect.

But when my words
became cows…
I ate people…


“I was…when my”
Karina S.

When my words were HOT!
I was ice and cold.

When my words were beautiful
I was ugly.

When my words were helpful
I was thoughtful.

When my words were April
I was capable.

When my words were painful
I was thankful.

But when my words became
hurtful and
brave, there was a war.

My Words
Kyra C.

When my words were cake
I was playing

When my words were cold
I was hot

When my words were ABC
I was saying my 123s

When my words were DaDa
I was saying MaMa

But when my words were “I want ice cream”
I was getting brain freeze

What My Words Were
Cassie R.

When my words were
deaf
I was blind.

When my words were
video games
I was the Sears Tower

When my words were
sun
I was moon.

When my words were
expensive
I was cheap.

When my words were
sky
I was a graveyard

But when my words became
optimistic, dead bodies grew out
of the grave yard.

When My Words Were
Xavier R.

When my words were hot
I was cold.

When my words were fat
I was skinny.

When my words were colorful
I was black and white.

When my words were angry
I was happy.

When my words were good
I was bad.

But when my words became
crazy they were running around
my dog.

Weird Things
Cleophus J.

When my words were donuts
I was hungry.

When my words were weird
I was normal.

When my words were pencils
I was pens.

When my words were tables
I was chairs.

When my words were books
I was drawing.

But when my words were ice cream
I was covered with little kids.


Ms. Otero's class, 4th grade

I Have Spoken
Yaritza M.

When my words were sad
I was playing “Moonlight.”

When my words were singing
I was metaphorically speaking.

When my words were scary
I was reading a book.

When my words were sour
I was sweet.

When my words were rebellion
I was spanked.

But when my words were sorry
I just grounded me for two months!

Feelings of the Heart

When my words
were tears
I was water

When my words
were angry
I was fire

When my words
were glad
I was wind

When my words
were hurt
I was earth

When my words
were hush
I was the trees

All these are
feelings of my
heart

When my words were…
Isabel H.

When my words were strong
I was weak

When my words were books
I was chalk

When my words were invisible
I was dust

When my words were light
I was dark

When my words were numbers
I was words

But when my words were high
the light was low
in the earth’s core

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Miguel C.

When my words were mean
I was looking at the clock.

When my words were a book
I was looking down.

When my words were big
I was red.

When my words were paper
I was wood.

When my words were plastic
I was steel.

But when my words
became boards
chalks were writing.

What Have I Done to Myself! What Have I Become! What Am I!
Alex O.

When my words were blank
I was full of words

When my words were a black out
I was out and asleep

When my words were chocolate
I was as bitter as a grapefruit

When my words were rocks
I was as dirty as a garbage truck

When my words were stars
I was burned on fire by the stars

But when I was a chocolate bunny…
I melted away…

My Word
Ebene A.

When my words
were sweet
I was at the restaurant.

When my words
were out of clothes
I was shopping.

When my words
were water
I was taking a bath.

When my words
were underwater
I was at the moon.

When my words
were riding a horse
I was riding a pig.

But when my words
were kids
my lips were jumping.

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Sherry Y.

When my words were fruit
I was a grandmother

When my words were cool
I was snakebit

When my words were on fire
I was fishbits

When my words were water
I was set on fire

When My Words…
Luisana P.

When my words were sad
I was happy.

When my words were mean
I was purple.

When my words were dreamy
I was sleepy.

When my words were dumb
I was smart.

When my words were green
I was Frankenstein’s monster.

But when my words became flowers
bees covered my lips.

Emotions
Sabrina V.

When my words were clear
I was gone.

When my words were sweet
I was candy.

When my words were huge
I was the sky.

When my words were cute
I was a pet.

When my words were fruit
I was delicious.

When my words were amazing
I was a marker.

But, when my words were
on fire…
it really burned me.

Strange or Real
Jackie C.

When my words were blank
I was white

When my words were horrible
I was relaxed

When my words were rainy
I was perky

When my words were trees
I was unknown

When my words were wacky yacky
I was Jackie

I woke up, I was feeling
weird, strange, and something happened.


Mrs. Garay's class, 4th grade

When My Words Were
Paul M.

When my words were bright
I was dark

When my words were running
I was tired

When my words were wet
I was thirsty

When my words were welcome
I was not coming

When my words were Paulie
I was eiluaP

But when my words became wet
fish covered my body

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Jesus R.

When my words were school
I was homework

When my words were hairy
I was bald

When my words were # numbers
I was old

When my words were “You can’t see me”
I was gone

But when my words became
kind
the world ended

untitled
Natalie T.

When my words
were blue
I was a teardrop

When my words
were pink
I was embarrassed

When my words
were green
I was money

When my words
were Spanish
I was in my Ecuadorian homeland

When my words
were red
I was a heart

But when my words
were orange
I turned into a popsicle

Hoo Loo
Xochitl Z.

When my words were
bottle I was water

When my words were
a princess I was a flower

Numbers and Money
Xavier M.

When my words were cash
I was money

When my words were math
I was numbers

When my words were water
I was an earthquake

When my words were wind
I was a tornado

When my words were punch
I was fighting

But when my words became
a calculator
the numbers multiplied

The Weird Place
Gina C.

When my words were money
I was a money tree.

When my words were a map
I was 50 states.

When my words were shapes
I was a pyramid.

When my words were Sox Rock
I was a stinky sock

When my words were 3xeach
I was 3 words.

When I was a leaf
I was a huge plant.

Strangeness
Jordan A.

When my words were mountains
I was a pebble

When my words were Sun
I was a flashlight

When my words were Earth
I was a ball


When my words were an octopus
I was seafood

When my words were Cubs Rock!
I was attacked by smelly socks

but when my words became
loopy, I was in a big pool
of soupy

Bunny Words
Justin O.

When my words
were money
I was a bank

When my words
were tests
I was a D

When my words
were glasses
I was wearing them

When my words
were happy
I was mad

When my words
were biting me
I was a snake

But when my words
became oil
cars needed oil changes!

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