Repeat, Repeat, Repeat

This week in class we read the poem “The Gift” by Ocean Vuong and talked about the way this poem uses repetition and how to incorporate it into our own poems. Students wrote about a variety of experiences, memories, and emotions. Please enjoy a selection of their work.

Ms. Smallwood 6th Grade

The pencil comes down with a clatter August H.

The pencil comes down with a clatter – I just can’t get
it right I was doing everything backwards. I started
with addition outside of the parenthesis.
It takes me 10 minutes to finish each one yet they
are still wrong I practiced PEMDAS over the summer – practice
practice, practice, and more practice. By the end of the
summer I got them correct, I was on the brackets not
just parenthesis. I was happy I did that because PEMDAS
was huge in 5th grade. As Mr. Orlov says, practice makes
excellence, you can never be perfect – don’t try,
you will fall short and be excellent at it, not perfect

Pain Pain Pain Leo T.

Pain Pain Pain
You get hurt once but
it comes many times
red drips like the words that brought it
pain like a day with no sun

Ms. Hernandez 7th Grade

Maybe next season Charlie H.

Every Sunday morning
since I was 10 years old
I watch my favorite sports team
Indianapolis colts
And every season
they lose
again
and again
and again
and again
yet I still root for them
even if they suck
I watch every game
again
and again
and again
and again
They lost to the
biggest comeback
of
all
time
my body is used to seeing
white
blue
white
blue
If he caught that pass
we would of made
the playoffs
Well maybe
next
season.

Little Pink Bike Yousra J.

I kept trying to ride a
bike again and
again and I
got it. The color
of the bike was
pink. That is
all I remember
Little pink bike
it was so hot
outside I asked
my mom can
I have water.