“No me digan que cambie”

This past week at Lawndale the 6th grade continued to explore the world of odes and similes. They wrote in appreciation of everything from erasers to themselves, with similes as dynamic as they are.

The 8th grade explored the meaning of slang, and the language of their everyday lives. We talked about familial, generational, and Chicago-specific words through a “translation” game, taking words as simple as lie and making lists of all their different forms, from cap to storytelling. We also watched Denise Frohman’s slam poem “Accents” to explore how culture and language intersect, and what it means to take pride in how we speak.

Please enjoy Carlos’s arepas, Kamari’s math book, and Kenderly’s celebration of being herself.


Ms. Barker

6th Grade

Arepas por las mañanas

by Carlos E.

como gatos callendo del cielo

como despertar y el viento

fluir como dormir y ver tu cara

me haces arepas todas las mañanas

son tan ricas que me llevan a la luna

Ode to Math Book

by Kamari W.

I love my math book because

it’s a good math book and

I love it and I need

it Monday through Friday

it feels like hard and soft

leather swinging across your

face it looks like a basic

math book with a picture of

people walking in the rain

with their umbrellas on

it smells like fresh dry leather,

paper, fabric it sounds

like papers being tossed around.


Ms. Barker

8th Grade

No me digan que cambie

by Kenderly E.

No me digan que cambie mi

forma de hablar yo no quiero

aparentar como los demas,

tranquilo no me quiero quedar

ni ir a ninguno mas yo

lo unico que quiero es

volver a atras.

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