Our Pictures

8th graders read an excerpt from Li-Young Lee's "A Table in the Wilderness" yesterday, and then wrote their own pictures...

have and gone

There I witnessed a heart
it became two figures
man and woman dance
to their own beat
with the only one melody
their hearts will beat to that is my image of
friends
when the man spun
the woman, he became a tree
she that is spinning became a tornado
the tornado came destroying the ground
destroyed the tree roots
the tree was gone for good
she was a heart breaker that is my image of
a friend saying goodbye

- Jasmine T.


I Draw

I draw a clear sunny day
and a tree with seeds
This is my picture of family

Changing the clear sky to black rolling clouds
flashing lightnings, booms of thunder, cold hard rain
This is my picture of problems

Switching the tree into black sweet earth
leaving one seed
This is my picture of independence

I draw the seed growing into a girl
into a woman
This is my picture of me
This is my picture of life

- Tylisha S.


Life

The young caterpillar hatches from its egg, as we humans are born from the womb. It's first movements are exciting but extremely cautious. This young caterpillar grows contained in a protective cocoon, putting him separate from the world. as the cocoon is broken the so called caterpillar has grown to a beautiful butterfly. Our lives are like this young caterpillar. We would soon be successful in life.

- Ezekiel O.


the flowers are in color,
that represents peace because the sun is shining.
the flowers wither and the color is drained,
death is what has happened.
the flowers will grow again
therefore, the cycle will start
and grab you with hard vines and
intertwine your birth.

- Julia K.


sadness. kicking the snow with your head held down.

- Alexis