I Will Rise

Teaching on the Midterms week or any week relation to any administrative tests can be very challenging. So imagine my surprise when I walked into classes last week (11/1) and learned that all my classes had some sort of testing. My first class was pretty hectic; with attitudes galore. I didn't get the results I wanted with the first class and they did not want "to do class" because they were so stressed out by tests. Some were frustrated. Bottom line is -- we still completed assignments. I had to use two different poems. I think the letter exercises worked better, however, using "Still I Rise" by Maya Angelou was a good start. The "Dear Enemy" poem was better, much better in terms of accessibility. I think the Freshmen needed something different. And hearing "Still I Rise" was too common for them, so I"m glad I did bring two poems in my bag. It really worked! Plus collaborating with Mr. Ealy adds to the actual lessons as well so it's been coming along. It's only the 2nd week, and I'm sure we'll keep improving as the weeks go on.

Here are some interesting poems from last weeks class:

I Will Rise
Deniro D. (6th period)

In my life, I have suffered much pain
through it all, I surrendered all my pain
and told myself,
"Stand up!"
"You will always rise up!"

I have had many deaths
from family to even good loving pets
but through it all, I will never forget
"Stand Up"
"Never Give Up."

I've had many problems, bad choices, and bad friends,
but at the end, I will win!
"I will rise, I may fall but I will never give up."

I like this student. He's quiet but very introspective. I think he asked me one question about the activity and then began to write. Even though the class was pretty loud, he focused on what he had to say. I also like his use of quotations in the poem.

Dear Stalker
Diamond T. (8th period)

Why is it me, you stalk at night
like a lion searching for its prey?
What did I do to you
out of everyone else you know
you chose me
Why?
What is it about me that's got you doing this?
Is it my eyes,
lips,
shape or voice
I don't like you
I got a man...
please leave me alone
you're scaring me
I don't event know you
Who are you?
I feel the air you breath on my neck
as I walk around
Even when you're not there
All I'm asking is that you stalk someone
else and let me be as one as I
used to...
Lovingly at most
Twilight Princess

Diamond completed the assignment as me and Mr.Ealy asked. She is still shy and will be a great reader once she feels comfortable. It's apparent she writes and reads a lot.

Dear Demon
Leslie B. (7th Period)

You're so conniving
Why are you around?
Are you stuck?
You make me commit suicide?
You make me wanna throw daggers at your goal
Why do you pretend
I just wonder do I every cross yo mind?
You conniving demon

This was a pretty unique poem. I still am interpreting this in my own way. What do you think?

Well, it's been fun and real, but I have to go. A poetry teacher needs her sleep!

Pam O.