"more and more people/ are getting mad yet some still find a way" Table Poems (part 2)

“more and more people/ are getting mad yet some still find a way” Table Poems (part 2)

8th Grade students wrote about a household object, mainly a table, and things that happen around the eating place. Inspired by Joy Harjo’s poem, ‘Perhaps the World Ends Here.’

Lesson Note: We live in a world obsessed with results… we have a tendency to put so much emphasis on whether or not the arrow hits the target. If, however, we put that intensity and focus and sincerity into the process—where we place our feet, how we hold the bow, how we breathe during the release of the arrow—then hitting the bullseye is simply a side effect.

The point is not to worry about hitting the target. The point is to fall in love with the boredom of doing the work and embrace each piece of the process…It is not the target that matters. It is not the finish line that matters.

-James Clear, Author.

This Table

At this table
me and my brother
each chicken wings
At this table
we laugh
we have fun
At this table
we grow, we live our lives
until they end.

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At This Table, we laugh, we cry and we express our emotions.
At This Table, we eat our dinner, sometimes pizza, sometimes sandwiches
At This Table, we do activities. Either alone or together
At This Table, we eat, we sleep, we work, we repeat

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at this table me & my mother eat posole
at this table we cry we laugh we express our emotions
at this table we hit each other 4 fun
at this table we show our love for one another

Living Room Poem

This room is
the relax room
and when you walk in
this it/’s just boom
I relax and chill in this room
I also listen to music

Untilted

At this table people are eating and having
loud conversation. Others are singing and
dancing some are asleep after going
into a food coma. There’s fighting and food being thrown. More and more people
are getting mad and yet some still find a way to smile at this table.