This week Ms. Murray’s 4th graders explored the ode, a popular poetic form used to celebrate a person, place, thing, or even an idea. We started off by talking a bit about Pablo Neruda, the Chilean poet who wrote 225 odes in his lifetime, mostly about mundane everyday objects. We also chatted about the small items in our lives that we overlook until we really need them: like the TV remote, a sharpened pencil, or the car keys. After coming up with a list of items, students picked one and then got to work on their own odes. Enjoy this week’s amazing poems!
Books
Angelou W.
Books Books Books!
I misplace books
I read books
and I lose them
I buy them collect them
and read them
I love books, they are amazing
books are beautiful and
they entertain me.
I love reading books
Even though I lose them
I like to read books.
Books, books, books.
An Ode to My Canelo
Olivia
Named after the fighter, isn’t too far apart.
His reddish brown hair is like a peppermint candy,
with all its twists and twirls and swirls.
He plays and jumps and spins
his curls just dance.
It’s best when he’s calm because when he is,
it’s like he turns into a sloth.
But when he starts playing
he quickly turns into a tiger, pouncing
and play-hunting and biting.
Jumping then taking a break to drink water,
then straight back. His curls are always at work,
swirling, curling, and bouncing as normal.
I love him and he loves me (except I love him more)
I love him to his bouncy curls, to his biting teeth
and I love to know that he loves me.
Squishmallow
Xzayla
Squishmallow I wish I got
a new of you every day
When I go to sleep it’s
like you walk to the
other side of the bed. When
I’m scared I see you
and it’s like nothing is happening
I wish I had you every
day.
