Ms. Caplan 6th Grade
Hi I’m a dog obviously
My name is Colby
take me on a walk,
after that walk
I’ll pee in my house
then I get yelled at
and sent out for no
reason.
Like bro my bad.
But they are always
mad.
What did I do?
I am five apples tall, I am shorter than
most of my friends. I have a small red bow
on my right ear that sits perfectly making
me feel incomplete without it. I am a cat,
even though it’s in my name people always assume
I’m not a cat, but if I’m not a cat what would I be?
I wish I could be a dog like Cinnammon Roll but
people always assume he’s something else too.
I have to to wake up early to work in my bakery
shop. My friends sometimes help. My Melody says
I should take a break, but I don’t take breaks.
I can never seem to relax, I always
have something on my mind.
Ms. Murray 6th Grade
When I wake up I am
surrounded by darkness
my spine aches after sitting
here throughout the night.
On cue, an alarm sounds
and I’m being moved.
I stay in the same position until
around 8:00am! I’m being
put onto a table along
with colorful notebooks
If you were to ask me
I would describe myself
as big, rectangular, colorful!
I come from people who wanted to
tell tales, but for now I am put
into another dark space, but a
little bit of light shines
on my head.
I wish people didn’t think I was
so boring! And then, the room
goes mostly silent, and someone
opens me. After some time I’m put
back into darkness. Till the end
of the day.
I am pencil.
I am the ones that come
from trees and have rubber
on top of our heads.
I wear mine like a crown
because
everyone wants a
pencil that has an eraser.
A typical day for me looks
like a boring, tragic, and amazing day,
becasue I lay on the table,
watching the other pencil
go missing, or break
but amazing because
I get to help draw
and write.
I think my job as
an ordinary pencil is
important because I
help start to me the ideas.
Not like my enemies
pen and marker, who take all the credit.
But I, the pencil, help put your
imagination and words on
paper.