I want to now highlight more of the place in which some days I spend from 6:45am to 5:30pm. [And yes, I have a newfound appreciation for all of my former and present teachers, that is forrrr sure.]
Here are some of my favorite poems written by my eighth graders:
Returning by: M. C.
Dropping from the sky
I say goodbye
and fall to the great mother lake
Afternoon by I..
Winter afternoon,
Unfinished dreams fade away
By the fireplace.
Religion by L.E.
Will my religion take me to heaven?
Or is that religion better and mine or least?
Are religious persons better?
Will religion make world peace?
I think religions are good and bad as a fact.
Why do we spend so much time talking about how to better our world or how to make peace?
I think it will be better to take acts.
Why do we spend so much time reading the Bible, Torah, or any religious book?
Is that what God on you will look?
Will God count the hours you spend reading these books or will God count your actions?
Religion can’t be fractions, nor the world should be.
If all those words at last were to be only words,
How would you feel?
Let that white bird not be a symbol, let it be real.
Why are you Everywhere? By A Special Young Man.
Who are you?
Why am I seeing you everywhere?
Is it love that makes us see each other?
Or are you just a stalker that wants to see my beauty?
Oh, and some new ones from my seventh graders:
Green Dinosaurs by W.N.
Dinosaurs are green
because they like to eat beans
These people really are [mostly] a joy to spend my days with.
Mazapan is picturesque. The approximately 350 students from pre-k to 12th grade take classes in 1 of 7 houses like this. My classroom happens to be on the top floor of the building on the right. All of the well-trafficked thoroughfares are covered with that green awning because we live in the tropics.
And here are some pictures of me doing that whole teaching thang:
The woman at the well listening to the words of futbol-jersey-wearing Jesus.
Explaining a particular poetry station to my 7th graders. Wait. Espera. Is that a crazed look on my face?
Ooooh yes it is. I've come to wear it frequently and well, if I do say so myself.
New pictures are below, and I think that's all for a while my dear friends.