Are You Afraid of Monsters?

As distance learning continues, 2nd graders at Swift have been thinking about things they are afraid of and whether or not they believe in monsters. We showed off monster faces in our device cameras, and then read Dennis Lee’s poem “I Eat Kids – YUM YUM!” before creating our own unique monsters!

Ms. Popovic
2nd Grade

My Happy Monster
Abdurahman D.

My happy monster is kind to kids and all the people.
My happy monster gives out ice cream to kids.
My happy monster protects  me and people.
My happy monster fights  bad monsters to make them happy.
My happy monster gives out free money to me.
My happy monster gives poor people money to be a rich guy.
My happy monster helps kids to be good at school.
My happy monster makes cake for me.
My happy monster helps me do homework.
My happy monster helps me make a picture.


Mr. Slimy Ice Cream Monster.
Aradhya P.

Mr. Slimy Ice Cream looks
Scary and has a big large
Body. He smells
Like cheese in an old pot.
He can shapeshift into a toy.
He says “haha you can’t climb a tree”
With its deep dark voice.
It plays with me.
He only eats balls
With a squishy filling.
He hates when
People say
“I am cream
Blah blah blah.”
He comes into the
Sofa at 4:00 am.
He lives under
The bed.
His power
Is to heal people.


The Big Scary Monster
Gegeenkhuslen U.

I have a monster.
She sleeps in my mom’s closet.
She smells like fresh grass.
She looks like a fluffy teddy bear.
She is friendly.
She is fun.
She looks cute too.
She can time travel.
I can come with her to the cute monster world.
The cute monster world has cute monsters.
They eat fruits, not kids.
They talk like humans but sound like cute babies.


Red monster
Ahmed G.

There was a red monster
He liked hugging people
People were scared of him
They ran away when they saw him
He was sad
He offered them ice cream
But they ran away
He offered them cake, but they ran away
He told them he was good, but nobody believed him
He was very sad.





“Writing poetry makes me feel like I can see myself, like I can see my reflection, but not in a mirror, in the world. I write and I know I can be reflected.”
-Oscar S.

“Writing poetry makes me feel free.”
-Buenda D.

“Writing poetry is like your best friend.”
-Jessica M.