Sunday, August 28, 2011

I Am Poems

There is a poem template called "I am poems." Its pretty commonly used in schools I think. I did it with 2 of my classes this summer. It went pretty well. I love more creative ways at trying to learn about students and their lives other than just having them write about themselves. Here is the template of the I am poem and below is my I am poem. I was going to post some of my students poems but I think its a little too personal and I did not ask their permission.

Template:

I am (two special characteristics)
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I wonder (something you are actually curious about)
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I hear (an imaginary sound)
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I see (an imaginary sight)
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I want (an actual desire)
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I am (the first line of the poem restated)
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I pretend (something you pretend to do)
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I feel (a feeling about something imaginary)
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I worry (something that really bothers you)
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I cry (something that makes you very sad)
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I am (the first line of the poem repeated)
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I believe (something you believe in)
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I dream (something you actually dream about)
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I try (something you make an effort to do)
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I hope (something you actually hope for)
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I am (the first line of the poem repeated)



I am Megan Ibarra
I am weird and artistic
I wonder how sound really comes out of a radio.
I hear the rain patter on my windowsill
I see the faces of my smiling students
I want to get married
I am weird and artistic
I pretend that I am on my grandpop's farm.
I feel excited
I worry about money too much
I cry when I hear about children who are abused
I am weird and artistic
I believe that God is always with me
I dream that my neighborhood would be a safe place for everyone
I try to cook
I hope to see my nephew soon
I am weird and artistic.

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