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

I Am Thankful

Posted November 23, 2016 & filed under Poem, Student Writing.

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I’m thankful for the sunshine and for food.

I’m thankful for warm weather, for clouds and for

leaves.

But!

I don’t like getting shots, I don’t like cheese,

And I Hate frogs!

 

by Delila, 1st grade

A Hungry Dog at Thanksgiving

Posted November 24, 2014 & filed under 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

Like Me

Posted November 25, 2013 & filed under Notebook.

Sunset shines really bright

Yellow and purple
Like me

Fluffy clouds are
Fluffy as my pillow

Ocean water moves with waves
Shine bright like the sun
Looks warm like coffee
Pretty like me

Big like a city and a basketball
Cute like me

Sunset shines like the beach
Smells good like a roasted turkey
On Thanksgiving Day

It is so beautiful
like me.

by Heather, 4th grade

A Hungry Dog at Thanksgiving

Posted November 23, 2010 & filed under Notebook.

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

[Photo by Robert Terrell via Flickr]