‘You left as fast as a pitch good-bye’: Simile

We explored Simile in Michael Ondaaje’s poem,  Sweet Like A Crow.  We also talked about using epigraphs and dedications in verse.

Lesson Note:  Students played the Pictionary-style game, ‘Draw That Simile’ to get their creative wheels turning.  Incorporating creative play in the daily work of writing, gets us using Right and Left Brain activity to ignite Flow.

Mrs. Nazimek, 8th Grade
Group 2

The Story of Anne Frank
To P
Magaly S.

Your story got me like a fish back trapping it’s enemy.
Like a bear trap trapping the bear.
Frustration and terror feeling, like when a parent’s
nightmare turns into a reality.
Like when you discover you have to hide because
of someone’s opinion.
Evilness has killed us little by little as when
millions of people have been murdered by gas and
death method but hopeless
hopeless like when you know that things is never
going to happen NEVER!
When you don’t know how to live…
because of all that terror
that you have in you, like when you go
on a roller coaster for the first time
But you still have hope…

To L 13 Years Old
Alexander M.

to look like a movie star and make us laugh
to be a friend and never leave us
you look like a person who cares about people
looking like an angel who flew his wings
your hair is so nice and silk and smooth
making the world a better place is what you do
just remember to finish your mom’s stew
you are the best as a friend and almost brother.
L is the best and he does the craziest things
L went to swim in the bath tub of milk
L changes the world with all his charm
He changes the way people look at you
He is a powerful person with a heart
to end off he is my friend

Mrs. Nazimek, 8th Grade
Group 1

To M _____________
Maja K.

you are as awesome as shopping
you are like a bear that I can always hug
you are as fun as my tennis matches
you are like the best friend I will always have
you are my everything like I am yours

A Pitch Goodbye
For Andy.
Noe M.

You left as fast as a pitch
We used to watch the Chicago Cubs.
But then you left
It made me as sad as a lonely Cub.
It’s all my fault you are gone
Now I’m here preaching my wrongs.

Efrain R.

You are like a peach on a tree
You can be as made as a Rhino
You can be as sad as a pet without his owner
You can be as happy as a kid with a lot of candy
But most of all you can be as Relaxed as
Sloth can be.

Mrs. Nazimek, 8th Grade
Group 3

For Him
Maidely D.

She smells like lemongrass and sleep. She tastes like apple juice and peach. You would find
her in a Polaroid picture. And she, means everything to me.– from She by Dodie Clark

Your jokes
are like bombs
Exploding and catching everyone’s attention
Sharp like knives chopping in the kitchen
The smoke of your cigarettes smell as strong
As burned wood, charcoal burning in the fire
Your eyes are like cholocate hazelnuts,
Reflecting the sun’s shine and twinkling when you laugh
Your laugh
Like the ringing in my ears
Still sounds, even if you are not present, echoing back
Hands firm, rough palms like sandpaper
Embracing me like you hugs
on the 4th of July.

For Ducky.
Pricilla C.

As soft as a pillow
after a long day
Huggable like a giant stuffed bear
As worn out as a construction worker’s hands.
As patched up as a balding man’s head
Yellow like a used sponge
Dressed as a princess going to the ball
before the transformation.
As tiny as a volleyball
As caring as a counselor
that get’s $100 per session
As Ducky as a duck.

For Me
Iyana M.

You are as colorful as paint
as intelligent as Athena
as Earth bound as a satellite
as sarcastic as Squid word
as stubborn as acne.
You are as lucid as a lightbulb
as short as daylight savings time
as optimistic as daydreams
as mysterious as tomorrow
as underrated as dodie
because you are as beautiful and unique as the
Earth being seen form the starts.



“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.