It was my pleasure to meet with Brennemann 5th graders for the first time last week. They were energetic, curious, and open to going with me on a creative writing journey with poetry. We used the “I Am” poem to introduce ourselves.
Ms Keuten
5th Grade
Santiago
por Santiago
Soy Santiago
Me pregunto en los ancestor de mi
escucho olas del mar
Veo las nubes y la luna
Quiero ser inteligente
Soy el hijo de Dios
pretendo que todos Sean Feliz
Siento mis ojos mirando a todos
toco el agua cristalina
me preocupo en no hacer mis casas
yo lloro por sentimientos
Soy moreno y feliz
Entiendo mi mente y sueños
yo digo si se puede
yo sueño en hacer poesia y ser grande
I Am
by Monroe C.
I am smart but confused
I wonder why I feel icky
I hear people yelling and screaming but they are okay
I see madness and chaos erupting
I want to give more
I am smart and confused
I pretend that I’m someone I’m not
I feel the skin on my bones
I touch the sky and reach for the hand of God
I worry that I’m not enough
I cry when I’m not okay
I am smart and confused
I understand that I’m doing what I can
I say let it go
I dream about what happens when I’m gone
I try too hard but I’m not enough
I hope that it can get better
I am smart and confused
Akili
I am black and beautiful
I wonder why people are so rude
I hear my classmates talking
I see my class
I want food
I am black and beautiful
I pretend to be shy
I feel my pencil
I touch a desk
I cry when somebody dies
I am black and beautiful
I say I am feeling okay when I’m not
I dream about food
I try to feel okay when I am not
I hope I get taller
I am black and beautiful
Ms. Birkeland
5th Grade
Sad
by Nancy S.
I am sad
I wonder what will happen
I hear the storms
I see the sun
I want it to be sunny
I am sad
I pretend it is okay
I feel the rain outside
I touch the rainbows in the sky
I worry about the earth
I cry when it’s storming
I am sad
I understand not everything is the same
I say it is okay
I dream of a sunset
I try to be happy
I hope it will be a good day
I am sad
I am Puerto Rican
by Victor C.
I am Puerto Rican
I wonder if people feel the same as I feel
I hear God’s voice
I see God’s love
I want more peace
I am Puerto Rican
I pretend like I don’t hear the hate
I feel God’s love
I touch God’s hand
I worry about my family and friends all the time
I cry when I see people who are struggling
I am Puerto Rican
I understand the devil will send people to stop
I say Hallelujah
I dream I make it to heaven and live eternity with God
I try every day to help
I hope people will understand
I am Puerto Rican
I Am
by Miracle
I am wonderful, I am beautiful, I am smart
people love me
I wonder does my family love me? do my friends care about me?
I hear God guiding me to my future
I see God helping me to be a better person
I want my family to be as helpful as they can
I am myself. Sometimes I feel like I’m sick.
I pretend my family is so good but no one’s family is perfect
I feel happy when I feel safe
I touch my feet and think about what I want
I worry about my sister because she is a baby
I cry when I think about things that hurt me
I am me
I understand my mom. She’s smart and beautiful.
I say I love my friends and family.
