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Hands on Stanzas, the educational outreach program of the Poetry Center of Chicago places professional, teaching Poets in residence at Chicago Public Schools across the city. Poets teach the reading, discussion, and writing of poetry to 3 classes over the course of 20 classroom visits, typically from October through April. Students improve their reading, writing, and public speaking skills, and participating teachers report improved motivation and academic confidence. You can contact Cassie Sparkman, Director of the Hands on Stanzas program, by phone: 312.629.1665 or by email: csparkman(at)poetrycenter.org for more information.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Collage Poems

The students built poems out of a list based on their answers to these instructions:
Write down the proper name of a place; write down something you overheard recently; write an example of cause & effect; write a nickname someone has for you; give an example of personification; give an example of simile or metaphor; write down a moment from American history.

They were told that the poem must begin with the simile or metaphor and end with the moment from American history and that they "glue" the elements together with "time words" (first, then, next, before, &c) or any other connective linguistic tissue...

Here are some results:

Mrs. Van Zytvfeld's class

Untitled
Madeline G.

Before Nelson Mandela was released from prison
a monkey said, “give me my banana”
a monkey’s hand is like a human’s hand just hairier
I thought when I mixed baking soda with vinegar
and it foamed up and my mom said “clean up”
rags we live in Chicago not a jungle

The Tornado Of Words And Time
Keven T.

Before the old crane
said “come here kitty” I mixed
two things then they blow up.
The crane can fly like a crow
because of the fight for woman’s
rights. Keven 11, something
Eric. I went to Devil’s tower.

Untitled
Anjaiae A.

The moon said “clean up your
mess from breakfast” then I
mixed up colors and I
had paint all over me
A dinosaur gave me a
tap on my head. The
love of my parents like a flower.

Mrs. Garay's class

A Crazy Day
Jasmine H.

When I moved to Chicago
and went to school my hot dog
ate my homework because I
said the sun is like a gold coin.
When the Boston Tea Party started
I ate too much candy. In
the morning I had a stomach ache.
My mom calls me Jas when
she wants some water.

Collage
Kayla A.

Since Mars ate too many brownies,
I got a tummy ache.
La La “What!”
First a puma cooked my arm and
slapped it.
Then the milk tasted rotten.
Therefore, the Boston Tea Party
happened.

Amazing Collage
Leilani D.

First I went to New York because
I saw
the sign “stop talking” lay lay
because I
saw it
I got hit and I cried
then the book hit
me
then the book was like paper
that’s why the
underground railroad
happened

Ms. Otero's class

Collage
Caitlin C-B

In the city London
My mom says “Not right now!”
Smokey had her first bath and smelled nice.
my friends call me “Katie”.
The paper flew in my mouth.
When this flower looked like a triffid
Sally Ride took off into space.


Hollywood
Kierra R.

Hollywood…
Hollywood…
Hollywood…
Hollywood…
“TEACHERS Talking about the
Day Of The Child”…
“I almost tripped”…
“Kiki”…
“The airhead blew me up to a balloon”…
“I like being me all the time”…
“Civil War”…
“With swords, horses, and bombs”…
“With swords, horses, and bombs”…
“With swords, horses, and bombs”…


Since I Heard
Yaritza M.

Since I heard Florida is a beautiful
place, my family came to see
the beauty.

Ritz told me a toy tried to bribe her.

The hot sun that feels like an
oven at

1,200, 500, 600, 496, 821, 294ºF
led to the Cold War.


Mars
Miguel C.

On Mars I heard some body
yelled “Get a LIFE!!!” I saw
lots of aliens beating up the Easter
Bunny. When it got up it fell on the
ground. “Slappy.” I looked around.
The dummy tried to kill me. It looked
like a shark. A man trying to step foot
on the moon.