On hearing our names

In Ms. Buzileni’s class, we read Aimee Nezhukumatathil’s “On Listening to Your Teacher Take Attendance” and discussed how powerful her imagery, particularly of the pencil sharpener blade at the end, made us feel her emotions and think. We talked about what it feels like to hear other people say our names. We talked about ways that people make us feel really loved or special, through calling us nicknames or saying our names in certain ways and we also talked about times that our names were mispronounced or said in ways that made us uncomfortable. The students then wrote poems that, like Nezhukumatathil’s, used both sensory detail and metaphor to express an emotion.



-Lizbeth B

I watch as the teacher walks from one end of the classroom to another.

We accidentally look at each other and she then calls on me.

“Elizabeth” she says with an evil face.

I act like I didn’t hear, hoping she corrects herself

by saying my name the right way.

“Elizabeth” she says again.
I answer embarrassed.

I then sit down and watch as the rain pours on the window.


My Brother’s Talking Method

-Angel H

When my little brother says my name it is like a breeze, it is soft but you can also feel it a little rough. I see my brother who barely knows how to count to 3 with a LOT of energy and love for his family as he says my name in a good but not decent way. As he says my name, he says it like a bee suddenly stung him in the first 2/3 of a lip, but manages to say it in a soft tone with a little bit of a fever on his throat.


A Cry for Help

-Ernesto D

I hear coming from the other room.

Startled, I freeze up like a statue

then quickly sprint over faster than a cheetah.

I turn the corner to see a crying little brother injured and worried.

I hug him, figure out his situation.

Then we go on our way

getting some delicious food

to celebrate another day.



“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.