Katrina 5

Posted March 12, 2015 & filed under Poem, Student Writing.

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They can’t prevent me.
I loom above them like a thundercloud.
A cat about to strike
Down upon a defenseless mouse.

The ocean can’t stop me.
Just a hurdle, a centimeter off the ground.
Crushed beneath my feet.
People fleeing, screaming, crying, wailing.

They can’t stop me.
I’ll tear it down.
I’ll tear it all down.

by Lucy, 7th Grade

Snow in Houston

Posted December 13, 2013 & filed under Notebook.

In Houston snow is very rare
When it does snow, I bundle up
I drink hot cocoa inside
There’s not enough snow to
sled or build a snowman
But I do go outside and play
I run under the snowflakes
I watch the sun’s rays twist and
blast off while the snow level rises.

By Adam, 3rd grade

My First Memory of Rain

Posted July 10, 2013 & filed under Notebook.

When I tasted rain,

it tasted like the water

we drink when we run a lot

on the playground with friends.

When I heard the rain,

it sounded like coins.

It sounded like treasure.

When I saw the rain,

I saw my reflection.

I looked happy.

By Jennifer, 2nd grade

Photo by Impressions by Lindy via Flickr

My First Memory of Rain

Posted December 5, 2011 & filed under Notebook.

When I tasted rain,

it tasted like the water

we drink when we run a lot

on the playground with friends.

When I heard the rain,

it sounded like coins.

It sounded like treasure.

When I saw the rain,

I saw my reflection.

I looked happy.

By Jennifer, 2nd grade

Photo by Impressions by Lindy via Flickr

The Hurricane

Posted August 18, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

On August 18, 1983, Hurricane Alicia hit the Texas coast. It killed 22 people and caused a billion dollars in damage.

Many children have lived through natural disasters and witnessed difficult things. Creating a safe space for them to talk and write about their experiences is a form of healing.

Today, as we remember the destruction caused by Hurricane Alicia and other hurricanes, here is a poem by a high school student about what it feels like to live through one.  Her first-hand testimony captures the intensity of the storm, her fear, and her new-found understanding that home is not always safe.

We shouldn’t have stayed

Slashing winds, my parents arguing, and the electricity cut off

No way to take a bath to calm down because of this storm

My mom says I could get shocked

My dad says quit complaining

We shouldn’t have stayed

The rain looks like a wall of water

The winds are howling like monsters of my childhood

And I feel scared because I might be blown away

We shouldn’t have stayed

It’s black and dark and LOUD outside

I can’t sleep because I’m worried about the pets

that people might have left outside

I want to go home but I am home

We shouldn’t have stayed

by Lauren, 11th grade

Poetry

Posted April 7, 2008 & filed under Poem of the Day.

Rain falls down

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on the ground.

Wet!

Mommy carries her
kids under the
umbrella.

Dry!

By Sabre, age 5

[photo by LOlandesevolante via Flickr]