This week we wrote about the importance of our names and how they can represent us out in the world. We read an excerpt from “The House on Mango Street” where the main character Esperanza talks about the story behind her name. We discussed how names can tell people about our culture, our families, our history, our personality and so much more. Students got to work on their own name poems. It was really tough picking this weeks pieces. There were so many great ones! Enjoy this week’s poems!
Ms. Caplan’s Class- 6th Grade
Angelica V.
My First Name
My first name is Angelica which means messenger of
God, or angel. I believe my first name is as sweet as
a tres leches cake, the feeling of how all the letters
look together, the sound of the name when you say it
Angelica…Angelica sounds in the background, like
a majestic angel, goddess, a saint almost. My name makes me
feel like summer, a hot summer day going to the
pool with your friend, splashing in the water
enjoying the pool day. When people say my name
sometimes they say it with an English accent, saying it how it
looks, or maybe they’ll say it with a more Spanish
accent, saying it just like my mom would call me, or maybe
they want to call me by my nickname Angie.
But there is also two ways of saying it, the English
version and the Spanish, where instead of saying it
whole they say it Angy, and ignore the “I” and the
“E”. I like my name because it was the name my mom
always wanted. I am grateful for my name and
I wouldn’t change it for anything.
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Ozavier
The name Ozavier means special,
because no one could find
it online or anywhere.
Even if you look super hard
you still wouldn’t be able
to find it.
I like my name because
it’s random.
If I had a different name it,
would be Ozavier.
My name makes me feel like
I’m in a place where I belong.
Ms. Murray’s Class- 6th Grade
My Name
Bianca M.
In Italian my name
means “white” and in English
it sounds like skates hitting and gliding over ice.
It tastes like vanilla while each of the letters
fall on my tongue and turn into a
name that feels worn out from all
the times people have yelled it.
My name symbolizes who I am.
In a way my name shapes who I am
Though my name has no real power over
my identity I feel they go hand in hand
to make who I am.
My Unique Name
Martina
My name is a curious name
that comes from the Roman times
the meaning is “son of Mars”.
My name is unique and funny
because it’s just one that
I hear, and when you repeat it
again and again, sounds stronger
and funny. I think my name
represents me a lot because
it sounds happy like me.
My name sounds like a ukelele
because it sounds cute and
sweet. Sweet like a donut in
the sky, sweet like when you
hug a teddy bear and you feel
really soft.
My name tastes like candy
when you pronounce it, like bubble
gum, because it’s soft and delicate.
Oh my unique name!
