Poetry Project 2008

Mr. Hiley's Class Poetry Page

Poems

Frank the Plank
On a ship at sea
Someone made him out of wood
A hot, summer day in the afternoon
To make the prisoners jump off
By: Ellana

A sparkly ocean wave
Traveling from North to South
In the salty, summer evening
Watching and listening to children laugh and play on the beach
As the sound gets quieter and quieter as it gets pushed along
By: Sage

The noble and handsome Alex Rodriguez
Laying down on a mattress
At a tall, pink beauty salon
During a dark, stormy night
To get his face put on
By: Mathew

A belt that's just too old
Snapped off just at the buckle
In Florida
On a blazing, summer day
It just became too old and worn out for the growing person's body
By: Parker

Indian Landing
We go to school here
In sunny, bright, friendly Brighton
Through thick and thin
Through dawn and dusk all through the years
To learn something new
By: Tabbie

A white cat, Snowflake
Came in my room at night
In my pink bedroom
In the nice morning
Her bed is in my room
By: Amber

My black and white rabbit, Skittles
She can hop all day
In her white cage, in the Living Room corner
Jumping all over from morning to night
For fun to keep her from being bored
By: Sierra

Emmy Ross
Performing on Broadway
On the decorated stage
A bright, hot July evening
Because she wanted to all her life
By: Katrina

Rats
On their wheel
In the cool morning
To make it spin
For some exercise
By: Megan

My fish, Lazy Bones
Swimming in his fishbowl
Coming home in the car with all the bumps and turns
On a hot spring morning
He was swimming and twisting and turning
By: Amanda

A bright, red car
Seeing the bright, yellow sun, climbing off to beautiful heaven
In the cold, foggy night
The birds are loudly chirping showing its morning
To show the bright, red car it's time to run off
By: Mathew G.

Hannah Montana
With a microphone in her hand
A hard wooden stage
Late on a starry night
Because she is famous
By: Devin

Ashley Tisdale
Going in an ocean wave
At the beach
On a hot, blazing summer morning
To stop the blazing sun from catching her
By: Elis

Danny Way
On an awesome Element skateboard
In China
A raging, super hot day in July
To jump the Great Wall of China
By: Liam

Anakin Skywalker
Going into the Grevoes Starship
In his Jedi Starfighter
To find Chancelor Palpatine
By: John

Derek Jeter
At bat in the Majors
Yankee Stadium
2006 against Boston
They needed points to get to the championship
By: Erik

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Can You Believe? Poems
Written with 1st and 4th grade buddies together

By Matthew R. and Ben
Can you imagine...
A chair without a seat?
A chicken without feet?
Scissors without a blade?
Umbrellas without shade?
Numbers without ten?
Room 202 without Ben?
A mouth without a tooth?
A restaurant without a booth?

By Parker and Keenan
Can you imagine...
A junkyard without things?
An eagle withot wings?
A bell without tings?
A woman without rings?
A doorbell without bings?
A cymbol without chings?

By Megan, Ellana and Gabrielle
Can you imagine...
A bride without a dress?
A room without a mess?
A lion without a roar?
A boat without an ore?
A dog without a bark?
Night without dark?

By Matthew M. and Lincoln
Can you imagine...
A person without goals?
Cereal without bowls?
Ground without holes?
Holes without moles?
Hives without bees?
Grass without trees?
Branches without leaves?
Christmas without eves?

By Sierra, Amanda and Rhamsi
Can you imagine...
A library without a book?
A fishing line without a hook?
A cook without a cooking book?
A classroom without a door?
An apple without a core?
A kid without a name?
A party without a game?
Hannah Montana without fame?
A fish without a brook?
A room without a nook?

Elis, Katrina and Nick
Can you imagine...
A cheetah without speed?
Fruit without a seed?
Swamps without reeds?
Sun without heat?
A theater without seats?
"Peg Leg" without Pete?

By Tabbie and Lindsey
Can you imagine...
A lamb without fur?
A cat without a purr?
A pup without a tail?
A criminal without jail?
A train without tracks?
An actor without acts?

By John and Roy
Can you imagine...
Meat without fat?
Pan without food?
April without rain?
Mall without stores?
Waterbottle without water?
Mouth without teeth?

By Sage and Kate
Can you imagine...
An ocean without a wave?
A bat without a cave?
A horse without hooves?
A dancer without moves?
A scardy-cat without being shy?
A frog without a fly?
A star without a sky?
A man without a tie?
A pIe without an I?
A tooth without braces?
A shoe without laces?

By Zack and Kobe
Can you imagine...
April without rain?
A lion without a main?
Meat without fat?
A man without a hat?
Monkey without funky?
An apple without chunky?
Gabrielle without an eye?
Dessert without pie?

By Amber and Sara
Can you imagine...
A lock without a key?
A dog without a flea?
Lakes without water?
A tin cup without solder?
A mountain without a bolder?
Homework without a folder?
A poem without letters?
A bird without feathers?

By Liam and Logan
Can you imagine...
A door without a key?
A library without books?
A bird without a beak?
A mole without a hole?
A mouth without a tongue?

By Erik and Matthew
Can you imagine...
A rug without a bug?
A floor without a rug?
A face without a dot?
A ladybug without a spot?
A kiss without a hug?
Water without a jug?

By Devin and Nasir
Can you imagine...
A bird without wings?
A bell without rings?
A toy box without things?
A bluejay without sings?
An earring without a cling?

By Mat G. and Christopher
Can you imagine...
Milk without a cat?
Meat without fat?
A motor without a boat?
A zipper without a coat?
An M without a onkey?
Junky without funky?
A shark without an ocean?
Karoake without locomotion?
A dog without a bone?
A construction without a cone?

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I Am From Poems

I am poem by Amber I am from Michael's games. I am from my ice cream that melts in my mouth. I am from Krystal yelling. I am from my cat's meowing. I am from my aunt's presents. I am from my mom's cookies. I am from my cousin's house. I am from my dad's computer. I am from my flowers. I am from animals in my yard. I am from my swing set. I am from raccoons in my yard. I am from cars driving in the street. I am from houses to houses. I am from cats running in front of cars. I am from dogs roaming. I am from swimming in pools. I am from never sleeping. I am from screaming. I am from not waking up. I am from do your homework. I am from stop. I am from cake. I am from steak. I am from soup. I am from turkey.	I am poem by Amanda I am from my mom's cookies that melt in your mouth. I am from that love that spreads. I am from my dad's big smile. I am from Zack's yelling. I am from Alyssa's screaming. I am from Tyler's screeching. I am from my pool that splashes. I am from my big swing set. I am from my fun neighbors. I am from the bright blue sky. I am from my mom dancing. I am from my dad's muscle. I am from Zach's fighting. I am from Alyssa's kindness. I am from Tyler's kisses. I am from neighborhood parties. I am from running dogs. I am from loud noises. I am from bees that sting.
I am Poem by Sage I am from paper, crayons, anything that has to do with crafts. I am from dolls, baby dolls, and a whole lot of stuffed animals. I am from butterflies (my favorite), pink, yellow, Noah's Ark(my mom's favorite). I am from wood walls with "faces" (don't look them straight in the "eyes"). I am from antiques everywhere, my basement with cement walls my dad calls our "bat cave." I am from trophies from soccer and ribbons from Hannah's cross country. I am from stuffing from Barclay's "baby" (his bone shaped toy with a burping squeaker and two plain old sweaky ones (it may be summer at the Daughton house but looks like winter because of all the stuffing.) I am from our big old tire swing and stones leading up to my house where which I play hopscotch with my friends and family. I am from my humungo oak tree in my yard holding up my tire swing. I am from when all the leaves fall to the ground Hannah, Caroline and I jump off the tire swing into our pile off leaves. I am from the alley full with laughter and playing. I am from tossing our flip-flops into the bush at Caroline's house with Hannah, Caroline and me. I am from playing a game Hannah and I made up (Hannah and I call it the "The Best Game Ever" but Caroline claims it to be "The Everything Bagel"). I am from my great grandma's auto chair where which my cousins, Hannah and I move it back and forth and get yelled at for playing with it. I am from "M.Y.B." (mind your own business). I am "lips" (that means chew with your mouth closed). I am from warm cookies and spaghetti I slurp up. I am from tang mix I make with my dad (he let's me lick the spoon). I am from Hannah's sugary and salty pizza dough for her Home Ec. Class. I am from Disney World and Florida. I am from Syracuse. I am from cheerleading with Hannah and Caroline. I am from jet black hair and tan skin when I was a baby (what happened?) I am from calling Caroline "Carline" when I was little. I am fromŠŠŠ.ME!
I am poem by Zack I am from the lamp next to the front door. I am from a noisy house. I am from my cat meowing and my turtles falling off the rock and my fish freaking out. I am from my woods in the back. I am from my mom's garden. I am from frog to pea. I am from "Stop watching TV!" I am from "Get out of bed!" I am from "Stop killing the cat!" I am from my trip to Canada, where I went to African Lion Safari. I am from my trip to Vermont. I am from my mom's grill cheese. I am from my mom's meatloaf. I am from my Neighbor Margie. I am from her dog running up to me and tackling me. I am from that ugly house across the street that no one lives in. I am from me, my mom, and my cat Lucy. I am from my dad's house where I rot my brain with video games. I am from my cousins Sammie and Ryan‹we play STUFF. I am from ME.
I am Poem by Mathew I am from Legos, the things I build. The games we play, The wrestling we do. I am from the animals in my yard to the trees swaying in the breeze. The memories I have from the tire swing. I am from the nice people In my neighborhood. The friends I have. I am from Papa, a working man he is. I am from "Treat Others The Way You Want To Be Treated" I am from Turkey. A delicious plate That is.
I AM poem by Megan I am from my family's house a great house full of memory I am from the pretty garden and tall whispering trees I am from the roaming deer and the chirping birds I am from my family's simile a very great thing I am from stop fighting with your sister! Be quiet your dads in a meeting with India I am from plates of warm potato dumplings With turkey. I am from my grandpa's laugh My mom's smile My dad's rage My grandma's nice My sisters funny And my brothers cuteness That's what I am what are you? I will love my family for ever and ever.
I am Poem by Sierra I from wind chimes that chime I am from screams of love I am from adding to subtracting I am from cooking and cleaning I am from mom, dad, A.J. Dylan, and skittles I am from love I am from pools that splash I am from bees that sting I am from that chop of mom trimming I am from the swish of the slide I am from flowers that smell so good I am from Grandpa that tickles I am from Grandma who bakes I am from Aunt Sue who sings I am from Uncle Gray who travels I am from a wonderful family I am from, "Chop! Chop! The clock is ticking!" I am from, hay is for horses! I am from sticks and stones can break your bones but words can never hurt you I am from hold your breath when passing a graveyard! I am from old friends are best friends I am from don't judge a book by its cover I am from practice makes perfect I am from chocolate pudding and cake I am from hot zucchini bread I am from delicious icing on cakes I am from hot biscuits with stew I am from secret family recipe I am from Florida vacations I am from my brand new red bike I am from my first book I ever read I am from my first dog I am from fun memories
I am Poem by John I am from a house playing PS2 and messy rooms for me and my sister. I am from a swing set and tree house. I am from Cousin Mat and Gramma Oma. I am from, "Don't invite yourself over to someone's house for a sleep over." I am from playing James Bond on PS2 at Chase's house. I am from cool friends and family. I am from, "Wake up you are going on the bus!"
I am Poem by Parker I am from video games. I like when I smell cookies my grandma makes. I think of home when I see the color purple. I am from tree houses. I think of my yard when I see smiles at playgrounds. I am from trees in my neighborhood. I am from the smell of flowers. I am from the taste of creamy ice cream. I am from my sister bullying me. I am from my brother never being serious. I am from my awesome grandma. I am from my giving aunt buzzie. I am from those stinky dippers. I am from my violent little brother. I am from that crying sister Chloe. I am from all those good tasting hot dogs. I am from my lots of waffles. I am from good taste of all that creamy ice cream. I am from don't touch that the control on the computer. I am from put my game boy back. I am from don't go outside.
I am Poem by Elis I am from a cushion from my couch and the heat from my thermos. I am from the love in my heart. I am from the daisies in my garden and the sweet lemonade in the summer. I am from Dorking Road. That does not mean I am a dork. I am from the sweet birds voices. I am from my tree's leaves. I am from my granny's smile I am from my aunt's cookies. I am from my dad's cooking I am Mr.Hiley's smile.
I am Poem by Marlena I am from soccer balls all over the house, I am from pictures of animals and animals all over the house, I am from read, read, reading, I am from love! I am from flowers blossoming all over, I am from watching butterflies fly all around, I am from practicing soccer a lot, I am from the outdoors! I am from walking our dog, Molly, I am from babysitting our neighbor's black cat, I am from my neighborhood! I am from my mom doing yoga, I am from my dad biking, I am from my cousin, Nina, being weird, I am from my cousin Quinn being crazy, I am from my grandma always gardening, I am from a family of love! I am from Nina always saying "gulp," I am from Quinn saying "You are immature," I am from my grandma saying "save the environment," I am from a talkative family! I am from salads, salads, and more salads, I am from great tasting spaghetti, I am from eating carrots every day, I am from a family that makes very healthy food! I am from an awesome trip to Utah and Colorado, I am from our old dog Jackson who I miss with all of my heart, I am from being little and reading to Jackson, I am from great memories! I am from the excitement of my first goal on the strikers last year, I am from the joy when my cousin's family adopted a one year old girl (Sophia), I am from ME!
I am Poem by Matthew R. I am from laughter, The dinners we ate. The fun of playing games I am from my backyard, The flow of the creek. The rustle of the trees. I am from Waterbury Lane. The cars rushing by. All the fun we all had. I am from Pop. A grandpa he was, Who I never ever met. I am from "Eat your spinach!" But I always say no. "Get outside!" my mom says. When I do I get some friends. I am from stir fry. All those veggies and meats. It is a delicious dish. I am from Disney World, All the wonderful rides. Myrtle Beach is fun too. All the fun the Ramseys shared. That is the end. I must say "Goodbye!" So long my good friends! This poem is not a lie!
I am Poem by Katrina I am from Becky babysitting, from Jodi playing with Bobble Heads, Randy playing Zelda. From Mom and Morgan talking in the Big Room. I am from the drain controller, with the nose and the eyes. I am from going to Grama's house, hoping for pudding with chocolate-chips. From chasing after Nuzzle and his ball. From watching Nuzzle run after squirrels. From running in the woods and riding on Millten. From walking around the neighborhood, thinking how wonderful it would be to have my very own horse. From writing on the roof of the kitchen. I am from my mom, me getting confused about if her real name is Betsy or Elizabeth. Me getting sick and Jodi crying because she has to go on the bus without anyone. From playing with Sally, spreading out all the clothes. I am from "Hold your horses!" and "Nnnoooooo." From table manners, too. I am from Mom saying, "ONE, not 5 BILLION" I am from biscuits and gravy, from blueberry muffins and spaghetti (yuck.) and SALAD. I am from birthday-shopping with Mema. I am from being happy.
I am Poem by Liam I am from a noisy house with the TV always on. I am from those three old chairs that all have rips in them. I am from the extremely old Birch tree, and the green grass, with the cars, going by and don't forget my basket ball hoop. I am from riding bikes and skateboarding with my friends. I am from my two great-grandparents, my two brothers, and my parents, don't forget about my grandparents, and Mema and Mike I am from "You never know when I am going to show up!" I am from those juicy cheeseburgers and mandarin oranges. I am from a cruise that went to Puerto Rico St.Thomas and Tortola.
I am Poem by Erik I am from watching TV in my room. I am from playing wall ball outside. I am from playing baseball in my yard. I am from the doormat that says wipe your paws, and my cat does it. I am from the lazy dog that won't play fetch. I am from the play house in the yard. I am from getting your backpack stuck on a tree on the way to the bus stop. I am from playing lacrosse at Indian Landing. I am from my grandma cooking steak and wrapping it in bacon. I am from Clover Street.
I am Poem by Devin A house that is busy always making cookies and sometimes seeing Rookies. I play basketball with my friends, we play on computers like addicting games. I live in a middle house on a busy street where people's cars speed by. My dad is from Bosnia, my mom is from Saratoga, my grandpa and mother to. I like to play basketball, baseball and lots of other things. I am from a family that goes on lots of trips. I am from those yummy pizzas
I am Poem by Tabbie I am from the dining room table with crumbs and newspapers. I am from the messy junk drawer that smells like pine and linen candles. I am from curling up like a puppy in my parent's messy unmade bed. I am from the hideous old bedspread on the guest bed. That's what I am from. I am from the multicolored, messy playhouse I am from gross, humungous, spiders in the unstable shed. I am from the squeaky swing set That's what I am from. I am from the doorbell constantly ringing with neighborhood kids. I am from Ms. Barb coming over whenever she wants to talk. I am from people walking dogs on my street day or night. That's what I am from. I am from Grammy with her eye patch. I am from the people that make me Italian, a nationality I am proud of. That's what I am from. I am from ice cream every night. I am from my mom making spaghetti and me yelling, "Save some sauce." I am from fudge sauce boiling on the stove. That's what I am from I am from "1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . okay young lady you are grounded!" I am from "You forgot your RR again?" That's what I am from. I am from trips to Maine I am from my Caribbean cruise I am from ME. I am from love. Laughter when we played. Tears when we fought. Always a hug to make up. I am from parents who sacrificed To give to us. Homemade cookies, decorated birthday chairs And summers in the swimming pool. Madonna and Tina Turner blaring from the kitchen window. I am from the smile on Mom's face when I brought lilacs from her favorite bush And stepping barefoot in the soft soil of Dad's garden. Sipping lemonade with Gramma As we rolled nickels, dimes and quarters. I am from Willow Street-never changing. Don Donahue and Gerry Pierson, Always on their porches with a lesson to share. Can Derrick come out to ride bikes? I am from Gramma Marge and her stories of Madeline, Arthur and Rose. No one mentions Larry or any bad memory. I am from strong parents and Ben and Sara. I am in the middle. I am from "You'll see" And "If you don't have anything nice to say, then don't say anything at all." I am from table manners and respect. I am from "When my ship comes in." I am from tomatoes canned from the garden - 100 quarts a year. Goulash with mayonnaise and K-Mart breakfasts. Roast beef with tender carrots and the best gravy These foods bring comfort now when home is too far away. I am from birthday shopping with Grandma D, Picking out any toy. Homemade quilts and slippers. Free in the sun on the farm With Scott and Elise. Mr. Hiley, 4-2008

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Rhetorical Question Poems

By Roy and John
I wonder if Legos like to be played with.
I suppose they do.
Lots of kids love to get them.
They like to get built by kids.
They like to turn into space ships.
You can never get rid of them.

By Trevor and Gabe
I wonder if Bob likes to be taken hostage by Mr. Hiley.
I suppose he doesn't because he is being smashed into a black hole
(Also known as Mr. Hiley's pocket.
He gets thrown at the wall.
He gets stuck in Mr. Hiley's syrup.
After I get him back I have to re-staple him together.

By Nasir and Devin
I wonder if dogs can talk.
I suppose they can't.
They can bark really loud because they are mad.
They whine when they want food.
They're mad if their food get stolen and growl.
They might bark at a car and chase it.

By Kate, Sage, and Elis
I wonder if the Earth is scared of the dark universe.
I suppose it rotates to look at the sun because it's scared of the dark.
We should give it a teddy bear for Earth Day (its birthday).
I bet it feels better with its night lights (the stars).
I'm guessing Earth's fireplace (sun) reminds it of home.
Maybe Earth's continents are its blanket so it falls asleep without bad dreams.
Probably Earth's oceans are its glass of water at night when its thirsty.

By Ben and Matthew R.
I wonder how the Bald Eagle feels about being the national bird.
I suppose they use the name as an honor.
The Bald Eagle spreads its graceful wings to soar into the air.
The Bald Eagle, a mighty hunter, stalks out fish in the water below.
The wonderful Bald Eagle waltzes around looking for mice.
The Bald Eagle puffs out his chest and spreads his wings
to show he is proud of being the national bird.

By Keenan and Parker
I wonder how Odysseus feels when he is not with his wife.
I suppose he feels sad not being with his wife, being begged by suitors to marry them.
He feels sad that she mourns for his return.
He feels weak not being able to be in the presence of his beautiful wife.
He feels some-what happy because he won the war against Troy.
He feels small because he was on his twenty-year journey
and him to mourn for his wife to find him on the island of Ithaca.

By Lindsey and Tabbie
I wonder if the Earth likes spinning and spinning.
I suppose it must because it doesn't get sick.

It likes keeping people safe from the dangerous universe.
And giving them a habitat.
It likes giving people fresh, clean air to breathe
And watching the universe slowly drift past.

By Kobe and Zack
I wonder if Pok'emon are weak in the real world.
I suppose that they are two-times as strong as sumo wrestlers.
The Legeharies would probably destroy cities.
They probably would have lots of battles.
Dakriy would go and trap lots of people in night mars.
The scientists would be shocked to see Pok'emon.

By Rhamsi and Amanda
I wonder if a tree likes being a tree.
I suppose it does because it stands still and also when it's proud the leaves blow.
A tree gets to be around kids.
I bet it likes the winds blowing.
A tree gets to stand proud.
I bet it has lots and lots of friends.

By Sara and Amber
I wonder if dogs are happy.
I suppose they are.
Begging, begging, finally getting a bone.
Running outside and playing.
Playing with its toys.
Going for a walk on a beach.

By Lizzie and Sierra
I wonder if trees like being trees
that shade picnics on a hot summer day with its leaves.
I suppose they think they are beautiful in the springy wind.
They are famous for their height as they tower over buildings.
They are birds', squirrels', and other animals' best friends
because they let them sit on their branches.
Their leaves are graceful in the fall wind as they fall to the ground.
They are beautiful for their many colors in the mid-fall.

By Matthew and Erik
I wonder if books enjoy being read.
I suppose they like their pages flipped.
They have hundreds of words on their pages.
And they are dressed in trillions of dazzling colors.
They have hard and soft covers.
They have hundreds of titles.
They can give you enough knowledge to blow up your brain.

By Gabrielle, Megan and Ellana
I wonder why there are stars in the sky.
I suppose they stars are angels floating in the sky watching us.
You can wish on a star for a dream to come true.
Glistening and shining so bright for us at night so we are safe or without fright.
The angels crowd around God who is the moon to hear his good news.

By Lincoln and Matthew
I wonder if dogs love to be pets.
I suppose yes, because the live like kings and queens.
Maybe they love being pets to get delicious foods.
Dogs also love chew toys, like rough bones and fluffy balls.
They probably are enchanted with love by receiving gifts.
Dogs are loved with everyone's hearts, so they definitely love being pets.

By Christopher and Mathew
I wonder if Woody has a brain (he-he).
I suppose he doesn't have a real one.
In Toy Story 2 he lit a rocket while he was on it.
He's a toy.
His brain is made of wood.
He sometimes is a little coo-coo.

By Mykayla and Marlena
I wonder if parrots like being colorful.
I suppose they do.
With their gorgeous color it is a piece of cake for them to attract mates.
They stand out to everything that looks at them and get lots of attention.
Their colors are exciting and being dull is a bore.
They always feel beautiful and never ugly.

By Logan and Liam
I wonder how Odysseus feels after he fights a Monster.
I suppose Odysseus feels stronger and braver.
He felt muscular after he fought Seylla a Monster
but he feel sorrow for all his men who got murdered and eaten.
He looks beaten and scratched up.
He fights the monsters with his fists, spears and swords.
He is a very happy man.

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Emotion Poems

By Lindsey and Tabbie

Surprised
doesn't have to be screaming
like when there's a spider in your room.

Surprised
Doesn't have to be wild
Like an elephant pounding on the ground.

Surprised
Can be making a happy face at my mom and dad.

Surprised
Doesn't have to be jumping around
Like someone on a trampoline.

Surprised doesn't have to be scared
Like screaming at a scary face.

Surprised
Is being happy.

By Liam and Logan

Surprises
Don't have to be scary
Like monsters in a grave yard.

Surprises
Don't have to be wild
Like a surprise party at my house.

Surprises
Can be friendly, but awesome and cool.

Surprises
Don't have to be people chasing you
Like crazy people in the Empire State Building.

Surprises
Don't have to be fun
Like a bowling party at my Grandma¹s house.

Surprises
Are fun in the sun.

By: Marlena and Mykayla

Peaceful
Doesn't have to be relaxing
Like drifting to sleep in your bed.

Peaceful
Doesn't have to be calm
Like listening to slow and soft music while doing yoga.

Peaceful
Can be quiet like being the only person in a hot tub
With the soothing rumble of the jets.

Peaceful
Doesn't have to be slow
Like turtles on a never ending sandy beach.

Peaceful
Doesn't have to be happy
Like when an awesome vacation finally comes
After waiting and waiting for months.

Peaceful
Is finally getting quiet time in your cozy room
After a never ending day at school or work.

By: Matthew and Christopher

Excited
Doesn't have to be anxious
Like waiting for a vacation in Hawaii.

Excited
Doesn't have to be cheerful
Like jumping up and down, over and over again.

Excited
Can be having a great big smile on your face
Going from ear to ear.

Excited
Doesn't have to be wild
Like running and twirling with your hands in the air.

Excited
Doesn't have to be crazy
Like jumping on the walls.

Excited
Is being very happy in a calm way.

By: Devin and Ben

Surprised
Doesn't have to be wide open eyes
Like if you're freaked out.

Sad
Doesn't have to be full of tears
Like doing something that you never should have done.

Happy
Can be getting a present on your birthday.

Mad
Doesn't have to be hitting someone
Like you're overheated.

Scared
Doesn't have to be a haunted house
Like on a Halloween night.

Mindless
Is when you run out of ideas.

By: Matthew and Lincoln

Anxious
Doesn't have to be jumpy
Like someone flying to California for the first time.

Anxious
Doesn't have to be exuberant
Like someone riding on a roller coaster.

Anxious
Can be grateful like spring on a Ferris Wheel.

Anxious
Doesn't have to be late
Like a person missing school.

Anxious
Is curious like wondering where your birthday party is.

By: Amanda and Rhamsi

Happy
Doesn't have to be super happy
Like going to Florida.

Happy
Doesn't have to be exuberant
Like a birthday party.

Happy
Can be meeting awesome friends.

Happy
Doesn't have to be awesome
Like flying for your first time in a plane.

Happy
Doesn't have to be anxious
Like there is a mystery and you want to solve it.

Happy
Is meeting your teacher and having fun with her.

By: Lizzie and Sierra

Surprise
Doesn't have to be exciting
Like a new present from your Aunt.

Surprise
Doesn't have to be new
Like a red bike for your birthday.

Surprise
Can be your grandparents coming and having a sleepover with you
At Christmas.

Surprise
Doesn't have to be big
Like a tall new dollhouse.

Surprise
Doesn't have to be crazy
Like a surprise party with lots of screaming, balloons, and streamers.

Surprises
Are things that are fun and rewarding.

By Parker and Keenan

Happy
Doesn't have to be hurtful
like friends bullying friends.

Happy
Doesn't have to be sad
Like if you lost your doll.

Happy
Can be jumping over and over again with your friend.

Happy
Doesn't have to be exuberant
Like getting a new present.

Happy
Does't have to be fun
Like a roller coaster that goes upside down.

Happy
Is getting a new Lego set for your birthday.

By Gabrielle and Ellana

Confused
Doesn't have to be talkative
Like talking out of turn.

Confused
Doesn't have to be mean
Like bullying someone on a playground.

Confused
Can be when you don¹t know which way to go.

Confused
Doesn't have to be dying for help
Like, "Help! Help! I'm confused."

Confused
Doesn't have to be crying
Like when you don't know what to do.

Confused
Is when I don't know what to do, so I ask for help.

By Kobe and Zack

Scared
Doesn't have to be sad
Like having a nightmare.

Scared
Doesn't have to be frightening
Like getting eaten by a shark.

Scared
Can be getting startled by the person
Running right behind you in tag.

Scared
Doesn't have to be nervous
Like getting chased by a monster.

Scared
Doesn't have to be afraid
Like being afraid of the dark.

Scared
Is being chased by a crocodile.

By Matthew and Erik

Uptight
Doesn't have to be angry
Like a lion who hasn't been fed.

Uptight
Doesn't have to be scary
like teachers on hot days.

Uptight
Can be when your mom kicks you off the computer.

Uptight
Doesn't have to be enraged
Like when your 2-year-old brother breaks your Gameboy.

Uptight
Doesn't have to be cranky
Like a red, hot face.

Uptight
Is madness.

By Amber and Sara

Happy
Doesn't have to be a smile
Like getting a present.

Happy
Doesn't have to be laughing
Like a funny joke.

Happy
Can be getting a pet.

Happy
Doesn't have to be excited
Like seeing an eagle.

Happy
Doesn't have to be sad
Like falling off your bike.

Happy
Is a smile on the beach.

By Roy and John

Interested
Doesn't have to be wide open eyes
Like watching a video game.

Interested
Doesn't have to be getting things
Like a new present.

Interested
Can be buying a new movie for my family.

Interested
Doesn't have to be reading
Like a good book.

Interested
Doesn't have to be getting things
Like a new bike.

Interested
Is everything.

By Sage and Kate

Friendly
Doesn't have to be fun
Like playing with your favorite friends.

Friendly
Doesn't have to be kind
Like saying, "Hi" to everybody you see.

Friendly
Can be making friends with people.

Friendly
Doesn't have to be nice
Like playing with everyone on the playground.

Friendly
Doesn't have to be always being polite
Like helping teachers during recess.

Friendly
Is being kind and having fun with people.

By Nick, Katrina, and Elis

Anger
Doesn't have to be hurting people
Like boxers.

Anger
Doesn't have to be killing
Like murderers with knives.

Anger
Can be a volcano erupting on a sunny summer morning.

Anger
Doesn't have to be mean
Like some people punching others.

Anger
Doesn't have to be pushing a 7-year-old off a building
Like watching him splatter to the pavement.

Anger
Is a stress you can not run away from unless you forgive.

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