A Hungry Dog at Thanksgiving

Posted November 21, 2017 & filed under mentor text, Poem, Student Writing.

If I were the dog, at Thanksgiving I would say:

That chopped liver smells good.
I hope they drop some turkey.
I want to taste that.
I think I see dessert.
This is so noisy.
When is it going to be over?
I think I like everything here.
I will just jump on the table.
Ooooooooh cake.
I can fly like a bird. Whee!
I am invincible like a zombie.
Splat! Sorry about that.
Darn, that was strawberry icing.


By Benjamin, 2nd grade

from the WITS archives, 2010

My Diary of the Human Form

Posted August 1, 2017 & filed under Poem, Student Writing.

Day One

The human form communicates with the mouth.

Day Two

The human form has a very round head.

Day Three

The human form has body types.

Day Four

The human form has different types

of fun and toys.

Day Five

Their planet has grass. They have

cheeseburgers and fries. They have weird names like


Day Six

This is my final day on planet Earth.

I will stay at what they call the beach.


by Ja’Sanderia, 4th grade

The Birds

Posted February 10, 2012 & filed under Notebook.

They sit on the wire

looking down at

us in our cars

thinking about

what it must be like

to be human

and wait for a

traffic light to

turn red,

green, red.

By Alex, 9th grade