‘As the| years went| by everything became fine.’: Emily Dickenson…in 8th Grade

This week we met/re-met Emily Dickenson, who had us looking at her poem, I’m nobody! Who are you? Discussion and experimentaiton followed on identity, iambic trimeter and tetrameter, dashes, rhyme and patterns in language as well as the difference in wanting to be ‘somebody’ versus ‘nobody.’ Here are some of the introspective results from Mrs. Nazimek’s 8th Grade classroom.

Lesson Note: ‘If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not have lived in vain.”-Emily Dickenson

Mrs. Nazimek, 8th Grade
Group 2

Stephanie C.

I’m nobody! Who are you?
they’ll know about you soon
And you’ll be advertised too!

How dreary-to be-somebody!
Displayed-like a trophy-
To tell one’s name-the livelong June-
And-be wild-and free-

Ryan A.

How public like a frog
I do not know what I will be.
Like everybody I am lost.
But I try to be someone great.

To be or not to be is weird.
But I still try my best.
To be someone great is to learn.
In the end I can be someone.

Jessica C.

I’m humorous! Who are you?
Are you humorous too?
Then we can be besties!
Don’t say anything, they’d split us.

How fun it is to have a friend
How we play all day long
We laugh all day and blog it all.
Until the sun set, sets.

Mrs. Nazimek, 8th Grade
Group 1

Eric B.

There was a time I thought I did everything wrong.
I felt like everything I did wasn’t perfect.
My friends made me feel joyful about things.
But being around family made me feel nervous.

As the years went by everything became fine.
My mom took me out and we both dined.
We got a parking ticket and we got fined.
Although we got a ticked we had such a good time.

Alexis P.

In my studio dropping some heat-a beat
I ain’t stopping, while making some heat-a beat
Might drop a album soon
Keeping my distance from people I don’t like
After I finish I am going to cut some —

Nadia B.

Items define who I am
Whether its a teapot or a bed
Or maybe a TV stand instead.
Items define who I am
But Items cannot do what I can.

Mrs. Nazimek, 8th Grade
Group 3

Jacob N.

The time I hat no more
Has come to a swift end for good
To stop all of the pain.
For it won’t start again
This will make me very happy.

Alexis R.

I want to go to sleep
There is so much homework to do
The bed is calling
For me to go to sleep deeply.

Sebastian B.

The time I ate no more
Has come Today Because
I have become overweight
The doc-tor said I’ll die
If I don’t change my ways.



“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.