Friday, May 31, 2013
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Kobayashi Issa and third grade responses
We presented the following Kobayashi Issa poem to students and asked them for their reflections...
Don't Kill That Fly!
Look, don't kill that fly!
It is making a prayer to you
By rubbing its hands and feet.
Kobayashi Issa
"I don't understand this poem. But when I read it I feel like it is saying something very important."
"I think it is like the lion and them mouse where the fly is saying please don't kill me because one day I could be important for you."
"This doesn't make sense. Kobayashi is putting his own feelings into the fly. Flies don't think."
"This remind me of a friend of our family's who's family doesn't have a religion so she decided to be Buddhist. She goes around all Buddha this Buddha that but then she kills mosquitos."
Don't Kill That Fly!
Look, don't kill that fly!
It is making a prayer to you
By rubbing its hands and feet.
Kobayashi Issa
"I don't understand this poem. But when I read it I feel like it is saying something very important."
"I think it is like the lion and them mouse where the fly is saying please don't kill me because one day I could be important for you."
"This doesn't make sense. Kobayashi is putting his own feelings into the fly. Flies don't think."
"This remind me of a friend of our family's who's family doesn't have a religion so she decided to be Buddhist. She goes around all Buddha this Buddha that but then she kills mosquitos."
Interview with Ryan Winet, poet
32 questions for a real live poet
1. Why did you decide to be a poet?
I decided to be a poet after reading Zbigniew Herbert’s poetry in college.
2. How many poems that you have written do you know by memory?
Because I usually type my poems on a computer, I do not usually have them
memorized by heart; however, I have composed poetry while hiking. In these cases,
I remember the poems in full for much longer.
3. What is your favorite poem you have written and why?
My favorites change from week to week. I am proudest of poems that seem to pick
up on a rhythm that’s all my own.
4. Have you studied only poetry all your life?
I was not very interested in poetry until I was about 20 years old. I began to study
poetry seriously about 8 years ago.
5. How do you get your ideas? What inspires you?
I get most of my ideas from the Internet and spoken conversations. The many
words we speak and write everyday inspire me. It’s remarkable how much beautiful
material floats out there, waiting to be made into poetry.
6. How do you find words that rhyme?
I try and find words that nearly rhyme. I like similar vowel sounds but different ending
consonant sounds. I especially like to think of words that nearly sound the same but
are very different from each other, such as “rock” and “lock.”
7. How do you invent the rhythm of the words for you poems?
I typically think of my poetry as made up of sentences, so I try to vary my rhythm
between short and long sentences. Many poets think of meter, such as stressed
and unstressed syllables. In their cases, these poets will often substitute one kind of
foot (say a trochee) for another kind of foot (say an iamb) to invent their own unique
rhythm.
8. Do you think you are a good poet?
I do not know if I’m a good poet. Sometimes I think I have written good poems. Many
times I think I have written poor poems!
9. Do you recommend begin a poet?
Absolutely! Poetry is not about being good or poor: instead, poetry is about
appreciating the words around us. By appreciating these words through poetry, I can
learn a great deal about myself and about other people. I think the world would be a
much better place if people read poetry as often as they read the news.
10. Are the feelings in your poems your own?
Not always. Much of my poetry is “found” on the Internet.
11. Where do you think poetry comes from?
For me, poetry comes from collisions, accidents, and slips in language.
12. Did you get inspired by another poet? If so, who, and why?
I am inspired by many poets. I was first inspired by Polish language poets like
Czeslaw Milosz, Zbigniew Herbert, and Wislawa Syzmborska. Later I discovered
American poets like Jack Spicer, Charles Olson, Elizabeth Bishop, and H.D. I was
originally inspired by Polish language poets because they came from a tradition
very different from my own: their poetry was very intellectual and unromantic. I fell
in love with American poetry because of its enthusiasm and bravery with language.
As far as Spanish language poets, I especially like Pablo Neruda, Cesar Vallejo, and
Frederico Garcia Lorca.
13. What types of poetry do you write? Can you give us an example?
I tend to write poems that I hope are playful but not too obvious. I wrote a sonnet just
for our meeting today. The sonnet was inspired by George Herbert’s poem, “Prayer.”
The idea behind the sonnet is that there are some very special words in the English
language that don’t have partners to perfectly rhyme with. My sonnet plays with
some of these words and does its best to find rhymes for them!
Sculpts. Engulfed. Midst. Cusp.
Rhymer's nightmare. Maker's limits.
Neither/nors. Singulars. Crust
Of always-different, bits
Of individuals in our midst.
Remainder’s teeth. Species stains.
The rhyme forever missed.
A stubborn sound remains
Dangling, self-engulfed
Calling to nothing but itself.
Why not be common, tagged
Taken from a shelf?
Instead: shavings, pulps—
Purest of that which a poet sculpts.
14. How do you stay inspired?
I read lots of poetry and talk often to people who also read lots of poetry.
15. When did you know that you are a poet?
Looking back on my life, I can say that I knew I was a poet when, as a little boy,
I was watching a documentary about our Solar System. One of the scientists
described the color of Uranus as a “featureless blue.” I thought that phrase was so
pretty I wrote a paragraph of sentences exploring the words and sounds together.
16. Did poetry change your life?
Definitely! And it has changed it for the better! The much much better!
17. Have you ever been stressed?
I am stressed every day. Thankfully, I have poetry. Without poetry, my days would
be stressful AND uninspired. Poetry makes the stress worthwhile because it reminds
me to stop and listen.
18. Does your family affect your poetry?
I did not grow up around poetry or even books. I grew up around the television set.
My family has always been supportive of me pursuing my dreams but they do not
read poetry. I think my family has read two or three of the hundreds of poems I have
written!
19. Do you know other poets?
Many of my friends are poets. I’m also an editor for a poetry journal, so I get to know
even more poets through that line of work.
20. Could a nine year old kid be a poet?
Of course! For me, poetry returns me to a sense of my childhood. A German poet
named Ranier Maria Rilke once gave an aspiring poet the following advice: “And
even if you found yourself in some prison, whose walls let in none of the world’s
sounds – wouldn’t you still have your childhood, that jewel beyond all price, that
treasure house of memories?” I think that children are better at being children than
adults, which means I think that children are usually better at being poets than
adults!
21. When you were a kid what did you want to be?
I always wanted to be an artist. Now I’m pursuing that dream, in a sense.
22. What do you try express when you write a poem?
I try to write a poem the way I grow a plant. I want the poem to grow but I can’t
control everything. I try to transform my thoughts and emotions into something
outside of myself.
23. Has poetry made you a better person?
I hope so! It has certainly made me a more thoughtful person.
24. Who is your idol poet?
My idol poet is Emily Dickinson: I hope to someday write poems as she wrote them.
25. When you feel ignored, how does poetry help you?
Poetry connects me to family members I never knew I had. When you read another
poet, you are communicating across vast spaces and periods of time. You are
getting to know members of a poetic family. I never feel ignored or lonely after
reading poetry for a while.
26. How do you feel when you write poetry?
Many things. Excited. Frustrated. Intrigued.
27. Do you like poetry or do you feel forced?
I like poetry now. I used to feel forced.
28. Did something affect you so much that you still write poems about that?
I still write about strange things I have seen and thought. I write about friends I have
not seen in a long time.
29. Do you ever feel frustrated when you write poetry? How do you go on?
I almost always feel frustrated writing a poem. I go on because believe in the
process of writing poetry. The writer Ernest Hemingway once said that an aspiring
writer must like sentences. An aspiring painter must like the smell of paint. An
aspiring poet must like the sounds and meanings of words, even if those words
sometimes do not cooperate!
30. What would be the name of your last poem to ever write?
“A Poem Prematurely Abandoned”
31. What do you do in your free time?
I read, draw and paint, play basketball, and go hiking.
32. Is the poetry your write an expression of your imagination?
My poetry is the transformation of my imagination.
1. Why did you decide to be a poet?
I decided to be a poet after reading Zbigniew Herbert’s poetry in college.
2. How many poems that you have written do you know by memory?
Because I usually type my poems on a computer, I do not usually have them
memorized by heart; however, I have composed poetry while hiking. In these cases,
I remember the poems in full for much longer.
3. What is your favorite poem you have written and why?
My favorites change from week to week. I am proudest of poems that seem to pick
up on a rhythm that’s all my own.
4. Have you studied only poetry all your life?
I was not very interested in poetry until I was about 20 years old. I began to study
poetry seriously about 8 years ago.
5. How do you get your ideas? What inspires you?
I get most of my ideas from the Internet and spoken conversations. The many
words we speak and write everyday inspire me. It’s remarkable how much beautiful
material floats out there, waiting to be made into poetry.
6. How do you find words that rhyme?
I try and find words that nearly rhyme. I like similar vowel sounds but different ending
consonant sounds. I especially like to think of words that nearly sound the same but
are very different from each other, such as “rock” and “lock.”
7. How do you invent the rhythm of the words for you poems?
I typically think of my poetry as made up of sentences, so I try to vary my rhythm
between short and long sentences. Many poets think of meter, such as stressed
and unstressed syllables. In their cases, these poets will often substitute one kind of
foot (say a trochee) for another kind of foot (say an iamb) to invent their own unique
rhythm.
8. Do you think you are a good poet?
I do not know if I’m a good poet. Sometimes I think I have written good poems. Many
times I think I have written poor poems!
9. Do you recommend begin a poet?
Absolutely! Poetry is not about being good or poor: instead, poetry is about
appreciating the words around us. By appreciating these words through poetry, I can
learn a great deal about myself and about other people. I think the world would be a
much better place if people read poetry as often as they read the news.
10. Are the feelings in your poems your own?
Not always. Much of my poetry is “found” on the Internet.
11. Where do you think poetry comes from?
For me, poetry comes from collisions, accidents, and slips in language.
12. Did you get inspired by another poet? If so, who, and why?
I am inspired by many poets. I was first inspired by Polish language poets like
Czeslaw Milosz, Zbigniew Herbert, and Wislawa Syzmborska. Later I discovered
American poets like Jack Spicer, Charles Olson, Elizabeth Bishop, and H.D. I was
originally inspired by Polish language poets because they came from a tradition
very different from my own: their poetry was very intellectual and unromantic. I fell
in love with American poetry because of its enthusiasm and bravery with language.
As far as Spanish language poets, I especially like Pablo Neruda, Cesar Vallejo, and
Frederico Garcia Lorca.
13. What types of poetry do you write? Can you give us an example?
I tend to write poems that I hope are playful but not too obvious. I wrote a sonnet just
for our meeting today. The sonnet was inspired by George Herbert’s poem, “Prayer.”
The idea behind the sonnet is that there are some very special words in the English
language that don’t have partners to perfectly rhyme with. My sonnet plays with
some of these words and does its best to find rhymes for them!
Sculpts. Engulfed. Midst. Cusp.
Rhymer's nightmare. Maker's limits.
Neither/nors. Singulars. Crust
Of always-different, bits
Of individuals in our midst.
Remainder’s teeth. Species stains.
The rhyme forever missed.
A stubborn sound remains
Dangling, self-engulfed
Calling to nothing but itself.
Why not be common, tagged
Taken from a shelf?
Instead: shavings, pulps—
Purest of that which a poet sculpts.
14. How do you stay inspired?
I read lots of poetry and talk often to people who also read lots of poetry.
15. When did you know that you are a poet?
Looking back on my life, I can say that I knew I was a poet when, as a little boy,
I was watching a documentary about our Solar System. One of the scientists
described the color of Uranus as a “featureless blue.” I thought that phrase was so
pretty I wrote a paragraph of sentences exploring the words and sounds together.
16. Did poetry change your life?
Definitely! And it has changed it for the better! The much much better!
17. Have you ever been stressed?
I am stressed every day. Thankfully, I have poetry. Without poetry, my days would
be stressful AND uninspired. Poetry makes the stress worthwhile because it reminds
me to stop and listen.
18. Does your family affect your poetry?
I did not grow up around poetry or even books. I grew up around the television set.
My family has always been supportive of me pursuing my dreams but they do not
read poetry. I think my family has read two or three of the hundreds of poems I have
written!
19. Do you know other poets?
Many of my friends are poets. I’m also an editor for a poetry journal, so I get to know
even more poets through that line of work.
20. Could a nine year old kid be a poet?
Of course! For me, poetry returns me to a sense of my childhood. A German poet
named Ranier Maria Rilke once gave an aspiring poet the following advice: “And
even if you found yourself in some prison, whose walls let in none of the world’s
sounds – wouldn’t you still have your childhood, that jewel beyond all price, that
treasure house of memories?” I think that children are better at being children than
adults, which means I think that children are usually better at being poets than
adults!
21. When you were a kid what did you want to be?
I always wanted to be an artist. Now I’m pursuing that dream, in a sense.
22. What do you try express when you write a poem?
I try to write a poem the way I grow a plant. I want the poem to grow but I can’t
control everything. I try to transform my thoughts and emotions into something
outside of myself.
23. Has poetry made you a better person?
I hope so! It has certainly made me a more thoughtful person.
24. Who is your idol poet?
My idol poet is Emily Dickinson: I hope to someday write poems as she wrote them.
25. When you feel ignored, how does poetry help you?
Poetry connects me to family members I never knew I had. When you read another
poet, you are communicating across vast spaces and periods of time. You are
getting to know members of a poetic family. I never feel ignored or lonely after
reading poetry for a while.
26. How do you feel when you write poetry?
Many things. Excited. Frustrated. Intrigued.
27. Do you like poetry or do you feel forced?
I like poetry now. I used to feel forced.
28. Did something affect you so much that you still write poems about that?
I still write about strange things I have seen and thought. I write about friends I have
not seen in a long time.
29. Do you ever feel frustrated when you write poetry? How do you go on?
I almost always feel frustrated writing a poem. I go on because believe in the
process of writing poetry. The writer Ernest Hemingway once said that an aspiring
writer must like sentences. An aspiring painter must like the smell of paint. An
aspiring poet must like the sounds and meanings of words, even if those words
sometimes do not cooperate!
30. What would be the name of your last poem to ever write?
“A Poem Prematurely Abandoned”
31. What do you do in your free time?
I read, draw and paint, play basketball, and go hiking.
32. Is the poetry your write an expression of your imagination?
My poetry is the transformation of my imagination.
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Our First Drafts
Hope
Hope is what we fight for when everything else seems lost.
It is what pushes us from mountain to the other across.
It is the light in the darkness
and a shadow in the light
Hope is inside each and every one of us.
Don’t lose hope.
It is the inspiration of life.
It is the voice inside your head telling you to go on.
When you are sick it is the sensation that tells you that you will get better soon.
It is the voice inside every kid that tells them that they will get to be anything that they want to be.
In fact I think Obama had the same voice.
Don’t stop having hope.
If you do stop having hope, if you do remember that it will always be in your soul or heart.
But the only thing I have to tell you is that hoe is better than anything else.
I admire needy people because they don’t have anything but hope.
They work harder than you think to protect their family.
They work so hard and even sometimes with a smile on their face
because they have hope.
Actually I’ve heard some folks say, “My life is horrible!”
It could be bad but not worse than them
Don’t lose hope, it isn’t anything like money or friends.
Hope!
Gabriela
Drawing
I need a pencil and paper
to express what I need to say
I’m too sad to go and play
What I need to say is too personal
and drawing is the only thing that will make me feel better
I’m feeling empty by the death of that special something, my dreams
And drawing can fix that,
crack into my heart.
That’s all I need!
I feel tight
and I need to draw!
Please, please?
Salome
How do Cupcakes Make Me Fly
When I see cupcakes
I can’t resist
I feel impulse
I want to run and take it
I feel impulse
I want to take it all in one bite
I feel impulse
to fly
Nicole
I Need a Job
Look at this guy!
Oh, oh my!
He is so rich I could almost die!
I need a job
And that is so true
I could
almost moo
I need a job
maybe a spy
no, too rough
I would get fried
I need a job
a perfect one
but my search has just begun
Andres
Hop
Hop
Hop
I like to hop
I’m a hopping frog
Hop
Plop
Oops!
I think I fell in the water.
Martina
A Question for my Poem’s Perfection
I have a question
for my poem’s perfection
how can I answer
I hope it’s not me
It’s not why Fred French Fries does exist?
It’s not why Fog Frog Frowns it’s way
It’s not why worm’s horn forms a thorn
either why mustache has the gross tache
I have a question for my poem’s perfection
and I hope my question is right
Antonia
Life
Life sometimes is bad
Life sometimes is good
Have you ever felt happy
that can fiting in your imagination?
Have you ever felt so sad
that you want to cry?
Eduardo
I’m Sorry I Ate Your Mother’s White Shoe
I’m Sorry I Ate Your Mother’s White Shoe
I ate it all up
Cause it was like a tattoo
made out of bamboo
Now she’s gonna
ground me in the cellar with Loo
OMG, OMG I cry for that too
Gabriel
Tiarra
Tiarra is my doggie
she wiggles feet, tail, and nose
just for me
she is my
best friend we play
together
She has many friends
but I’m her best
she has orange
polkadots and long
floppy ears
she’s my best
friend and every
body believes it
Natalia
Mary Had a Little Bowl
Mary had a little bowl
little bowl
little bowl
Mary had a little bowl
that broke into a hole.
Aiden
Mylinic
Mylinic was a clinic
that I could not even resist!
There was a ship in the middle
and a mime in the diner!
But you would not believe what
I saw there
A dog as a waiter
and a cat as a nurse
Paulina
Hat oh Hat
The hats you can put on your head
so pretty so pretty
you can be there
You can put red, green, seed
any color you have for me.
If you want a spot or tot
any hat you want a lot
Alejandro
Potatoes
Potatoes are good
potatoes are brown
potatoes are big
potatoes are round
Potatoes!
Federico
Yesterday I Hit Myself
Yesterday I hit myself
with a giant shelf,
my head hurt
like it was
a broken cake
I did my Math facts
And I got them right
I will not tell anybody
what happened
it’s a secret with me
and that stupid
shelf
Mr. Pablo
The House on My Block
Old Ms. Broomshick lived on that house
She said it was haunted and went with Mouse
My block is terrified
My cat wants to hide
Before she left I asked her why
Why is she a scaredy cat?
I made her mad
She turned into a witch!
her skin was green
her hands were bony and thin
she went singing a little tune that went like this
“I’ll come back yeah
I’ll come back yeah
Think about that yeah”
Tonight I’m going to her old house with
Auce, Bauce, Cauc, Dauce, Eauce, Fauce, Gauce, Jauce, Lauce, and Nauce
We opened the door and
Aaahh
Ms. Broom stuck was right
She lived in a
haunted house
Ellen
I Think
I think my dad is the Lion King
hear how he snores
it sounds like a roar
I think my mom is the best
she is not a pest
I think my little brother is so loud
that on a screaming contest
he is so proud
I think my big brother is so annoying
that I want to see him going
Daniel
The Thinking Chair
I have a chair
she is brown and crowded
and a nightmare for my father
my mom is her boss
when I have to sit there
thunders and lightning
go tzzz
tzz sounds my chair
tzz sounds my terror
tzz sounds my mom
when she is mad at me
there
Camila
Me
I am me
I love to be me
because I am in a tree with no fleas
and I don’t have to sweep with Meep
Meep has pet sheep
and me wants to sleep with Meep
and I want to keep his sheep
and I always said sweet
I take off my shoes and see my feet
we go on the TV and
we see meet the parents next doo r
There is a creep
Brandon
Jam
Cam likes jam
sometimes it comes in a can
and it comes with a brand
new man and he likes to eat
sand and that is pretty nasty for a
man because he is an omnivore
not a sandivore
Pablo
Math
Math Math Math
Boring old Math
Math stinks
Math why do you exist?
Oh how many units and numbers
they make my head want to explode
Will Math ever end?
I hope you do
Ellen
This is My House
This is my house
I wish
you had
a house
like
this
you are
a very good person
you will
you must
have a
house
like this.
Andres
My Lobster’s Bakery
My lobster’s bakery is really unlike any other
because in other bakeries they could serve the same things.
Here we have pancakes with worms on the top
and we also serve ice cream with some snot.
Let’s not forget the cheesecake made of grass
or the break baked with some glass.
We have hamburgers with eyes
and werewolf claws baked and fried.
We also have mouse tails mixed with snails
and algae with dodeler eggs
and to drink we have worm pee
and lettuce for some taste.
We also have mashed octopus
with extra sprinkles on top.
So what do you think about this bakery?
Fun isn’t it?
Natalia
Work
The people are screaming
Do your work!
And they don’t
they don’t hear
anybody
and they don’t
do not think
Eduardo
Life
Life sometimes is bad,
Life sometimes is good.
Have you ever felt so happy
that you can’t fit it in your imagination?
Have you ever felt very sad that
you want to cry?
Eduardo
Morning Song
I sneelzed up on the morning
before the night was done
The sky had one foot in one out of bed
Upon the sleep-time blackness
The fingers of the sun
were fingers-painting streaks of wake-up red
Outside my bedroom window
birds argued in a tree
Was it chirp or was it not chirp dawn?
until as far and wide and wide adn high as I could see
I could see to see
I saw the darkness going, going, going
Pablo Stuart
Bathroom
I got to go to the bathroom
but Mr. Chris
doesn’t let me
but you
Mrs. Rachel
will let me go
because I will
really, really explode!
Pablo
Happiness
When I’m happy
I feel free
to do what I want to do
I’m free to express my feelings
It feels as if I ruled
a paradise
and no one can
demand you
today is your day
today it’s your rules
happiness is like a dream
Gabriel
Looking for a Friend
I need a friend
I need one now
I never said I wanted a cow
or however you say
I put up a sign that says
Wanted: a new friend
I’ll need a friend
not for a lend
without a friend I would die
Dad, why do you want to see American Pie?
Why, pie, why, why?
The bye bye!
Oh a call came
maybe from a new friend
Oh no
zoo-wee-mama
Daniel
Love
Love is the sensation
when two people love each other
You feel every second of that moment
of your heart beating, hardly
It is an invitation to see
inside your body
into your soul
and in deeply in your heart
Love is the most beautiful part of life
Without love there would be nobody ever after
Love is like a pinch of suger in yuor heart
you can’t resist
You’re heart beats fast
It is so beautiful!
Love, oh love
There is a day for love
because we all know that love
is so beautiful that it deserves a day!
Gabriela
Yubbazubbies
Yubbazubbie, you are yummy
you are neat and so sweet
ou are splendidly delicious
and you are cute, cute, cute
“Eat us if you please”
a pit like candy apple and a feeling
soft, not heavy or light
a bit like caramel, delish
you are like a glass of chocolate milk
You Zubbazubies
make an explanation of a boom in my heart
and I start feeling like
if I was waiting for my
soul up there in the cloud
where you walk with my thoughts
where you twist
and I feel a tornado
Isabella
Mad
Mosquitos buzzing
by my ear
also my loud dog
barking
Martina
Reading Makes Me Sleep
Reading makes me sleep
every time I read it
makes me fleep
reading makes me eat,
reading makes me lazy
every time I read
I go to sleep
Federico
Chocolate
Chocolate, chocolate, chocolate
delicious chocolate
I like all the chocolate
I need chocolate all the time
I want to take a gigantic bite
so big that I eat all
when I see chocolate
I feel in another world
jump
run
I like chocolate
yum yum chocolate
Nicole
Pencil
Pencils are my life
they help me draw and write
whenever I need
it gives you an idea of what
you have in your mind
and in a weird way
pencils are your mouth
they help you talk on paper
and mime while you draw
they are you
they write your life’s feelings
pencils are my life
are they yours?
Salome
Candy Complaint
Ouch ouch
these dang mos candies
why am I so sweet
they love to eat
my feet
ouch, ouch
sssshhtt sssshhtt
let’s get some mos candy spray
meanwhile I will hid in the hay
so please go get the spray
ouch ouch
Hunter
Cats and Kittens
So fluffy, cute, small
and those eyes!
Oh...
look at that boy with his cat
and look the cat is the boy’s best friend
how cute
that cat
Daniela
Eat a Cake
Eat a cake
make and bake
eat a cake
brownies
made with lots of cake
eat a brownie-cake
cupcake
make a cake
then bake
make small
with aid
eat a cup-cake-brownie
muffins
muff muff
wuff, wuff
mixing muffins
with mittens
eat a muffin-brownie-tiny cup-with cake
Antonia
My Cow Hates Me
Ohh cow
Ohh my cow
why do you hate me
ohh cow
I
Know you sound
ugly and your face
is wierd too
but we can be friends
in a weird way too
your ugly sound makes me crazy
and your weird face too
you just need some make up
that’s not the...
Camila
Permission Slip
I forgot my permission slip at home
and today is the field trip
my teacher is gonna kill me
so my teacher opened her mouth
and screamed
how could you forget your permission slip
I said teacher
I’m sorry but at least my parents signed it
but then I found in my notebook
and gave it to Mrs. K
My cheeks were red
when she read it aloud
I accidently gave her a love note
so then I found another paper
alina but it accidentally said Camila
but at last I found my permission slip
on the floor
but to bad I was already alone
so when Mrs. K came back
I handed her my permission slip
but it was not signed
so I forgot my permission slip at school
and it was not signed
I wonder where
our next field trip will be
because I am ready
signed
Paulina
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