This week we read Carl Sandburg's class "I Am the Grass" and talked about personification. Why do we personify the objects in our lives? What kinds of stories could the things around us tell? What would it be like to have a memory that stretched far longer than just one human life? The students imagined their ways into the voices of inanimate objects, and shared what they saw.

Ms. Askounis's Class

I am the Light
by Jeffrey D.

I know what it feels like to burn
I know what it feels like to give
I know what it feels like to be a giant
I know what it feels like to be rotating
Even when it seems like I don't move at
all I know what it's like to have my people
rotating around me always around and around and around
I am the source that grows I make
the seasoning salt you know of I make salt
and pepper I am the light.

Rum Rum
by Torkeshea B.

Rum Rum
my engine starts
as you stick your
key in my Ignition

As you step
on my gas
to get me
going each day

As you fill
up my tank
When I almost
out of oxygen

As you clean
my eyes when
it rains

When you step
on my brake
to stop me
at a red light

As you put
me in reverse
when you get
ready to park
me again

As you
named
me Linda.

Poetry
by Sandra A.

I am the building that
shelters more than 100 people. I
am the brave who is sturdy
when a wind, storm, or rain
occurs. I don't give up.
Sometimes people crack my
knuckles and scrape my
body on accident. Then I
have to be fixed.
When it's summer I take
care of the trees getting in
my way. When it's winter my
toes get cold but I get
help to be cleaned up. I get
cold so I start to shiver and
I give heat to the people in-
side of me. When my eye-
glasses get dirty it gets
cleaned up with soap and
water.
I look out to others
but I see no one like me.

Ms. Koerner's Class

The Plane, The Jet.
by Camillus J.

The Plane:
I know what it
feels like o go in
and past the clouds.
I know what it
feels like when
I'm flying and a
rain storm hits.
I take people
to different
states or countries
wherever they
want to go it
doesn't matter
to me as long as
I get to fly
I am the plane
I am the future.

The Jet:
I speed past the
wind. Going faster
than a speeding
bullet. No one
can catch me.
No one can see
me.

Get Ready
by Julius

I am the road
many people travel me
People have crashed on me
I have been
built and rebuilt
I have seen a lot of
things. People say
I am long like a
snake.
Let's go!!!

Natural Disaster
by Jeremy W.

I am a skyscraper
The thunder hits
my head. It
makes my head
itch. The tornado
threw me it made
me broken. The
earthquake turned
me to pieces. The
strong wind
pushed me back
and forth. I
heard the wind
say I am small.