3rd-5th Grade Poetry

Here you'll find a constantly updated archive of poetry by our America SCORES Select (3rd-5th) students and coaches!

I Am From…
Jasira Gay from Sunnyside

I am from an incredible mother who holds me in her heart.
I am from a family who loves to have fun.
I am from a sun and a moon who brightens up the day.
I am from the love of animals.
I am from the speed of cheetahs
I am from a place with lots of things.
I am from hugs and trips to the beach.
I am from an incredible universe.

Where Am I From
Kenneth Lee from Sunnyside

I am from the games of the computer
I am from the game widely called football but soccer
I am from a sunny school
I am from the depths of my mom
I am from me.

I Know You Are But What Am I
Lorenzo Arroyo from Paul Revere

I know you are smart,
but I am smarter
I know you’re cool,
but I am awesome.
I know you’re fast,
but I am tricky to get.
I know you’re a leader,
but I am a better leader.
I know you are a good writer,
but I am an even better writer
I know you’re hungry,
but I am The Chef.

I Am From
Stella Quintanilla from Paul Revere

I am from a family who takes care of me
I am from a family that my mom makes her own food
I am from a family who loves me
I am from a family where my grandma makes good food
I am from a family who gets me toys I want
I am from a family who helps me with my homework
I am from a family who takes me to school so I can play soccer
I am from a family who makes me happy
I am from a family who makes me laugh
I am from a family who shows me movies that are cool

That’s Me
Vanessa De Leon from Marshall

I am like a polar bear that never gets cold
I am like the wind that always goes on
I am brave as a lion and I never give up
I am fast like a cheetah and fuzzy as a bear
I am as happy as a minion and clever as a dolphin

Today is the Day
Sasha from Marshall

Today is the day I scored a goal
Today is the day of America SCORES
Today is the day that we won the trophy
Today is the day we got those poems in the book
Today is the day we were the best

By the Way
Cora Cost from Marshall

Did you know
That this cookie never crumbles
When the rain comes
Even then I don’t fall
Sometimes trouble calls
But you and I stand tall

When light shows,
Then I might stumble and fall
I hop back up no sooner than the sun rises
Not one crumb fell from
This tower
Of love

Every hour
I ponder the tower
Of questions from each hour
Why this?
Why that?
You know why: because this cookie never crumbles


Life is Ending
Cora Cost from Marshall

Live like every day is your last
Our life is our cast
Till that day we have once healed
Then we peel
We come out just like a butterfly in the night sky
We will cry an ocean and then we will sigh
All night we run a never-ending race
Every line you trace,
Someone else will pace
Then the one day where
We say this is finally the end of race, we all pay

My Journey
Erik Hamilton from Moscone

My journey begins when the waves crash on the shore
My life is a journey of childhood
My journey is a snake crawling up my throat when I am sad
My journey is a book waiting to unfold
My journey is a time of life

Unbroken
Bosco Tan from Garfield-CYC

Steel is unbreakable; nothing can destroy it
Family is unbreakable because my love is strong
Gold is unbreakable because it is buried deep underground and hard to find
Friends are unbreakable because they share
Soccer balls are unbreakable because my hands cannot break plastic
I am unbreakable because I am a defender

My Dad is Special
Tyler Taylor from Hillcrest

I remember…
My Dad.
He’s not a violent person,
My Dad.
He’s the one that stops them when they are about to fight
Sometimes,
You can hear gunshots in the air
BOOM BOOM
I feel like there is a bullet fast as a flash going a thousand miles per hour through our house
My Dad
He says choose peace, stop violence
He helps the community learn so we don’t hear gunshots anymore

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Heaven Lee from J. Serra

I am from gun from gunfights and broken windows
I am the heart that will never be broken
I am a person that is walking light on my feet,
Ready to speak about my family’s rest of the week
I am from a place with good food like chicken nachos and chips
I am a person that won’t stop moving
I am a person who loves all 3 of my brothers
I am who I am. Me.

I Am the California Queen
Maicely Zelaya from J. Serra

I am that strong California queen of liberty
I am the strawberry banana smoothie I love to drink
I am the beautiful crescent moon in the night sky
I am like my mom asta el ultimo pelito
and the smell of my mom
I am a kid that doesn’t want anything from others
I just like my life how it is

I Am Like My Mom
No Name from J. Serra

I am like my mom from head to toe
That beautiful smile who used to call me princesa
I am like my mom who cooked delicious food
Who showed me how to sew
As brave as a warrior
Who used to tell me si me muero siempre segirias en la vida
I still tell her you will always be in my heart
I will never forget her last words
I love you all
My last words to her
I love you more than you love me

Together
Maripaz Garcia from Longfellow

Wherever you go
In this world I’ll come along.
We dream together.

Monster Party
Ricardo Perez from Longfellow

Monsters went to a
Party and they said sorry.
They made a big mess.

Buying a Smile
Gabriela Olivares from Longfellow

I came to buy the biggest smile on the shelf
Because I scored a goal.
That smile I bought worked better than ever.
I got hurt and returned my smile into sad lips.
I should have kept my smile because
My mom bought tickets to go see Barcelona.
I went to the store,
Looked for my smile
And it wasn’t there
A better kid deserves it.

Mexico
Perla from Flynn

I’m from Mexican food
Like tacos, tamales, soda and spicy food
I’m from soccer
Like Jelenas, passing, cool tricks and goals!
I’m from party
Like dancing, DJ, fight and food

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Rosalina Olomira from Bret Harte

Animals are wild but so am I
They play in the woods but I play on the field
They love to play all day and they are everywhere in the bay
That is how animals are
Just like me

I Am Myself
Madina Anjum from Bret Harte

I am the quick growth of a blooming flower.
I am the brains of a calculator.
I am the smell of fresh and early morning.
I am the girl that saves the day.
I am someone you can never force to stop being me.
I am myself.

I Am
Jennifer Iraheta from Longfellow

I am honest for myself and others.
I wonder if honesty sometimes could go bad.
I hear a whisper in my ear that says tell the truth.
I see where honesty could take you.
I want to be an intelligent person.
I am a fearless kid.

I pretend to disappear when I hear a loud noise.
I feel a little bit of frustration.
I touch the tip of my heart saying things will be alright.
I worry when there is a disaster coming.
I cry every time I see an emotional movie.
I am a fearless kid.

I understand when people feel sad.
I say kind things to people.
I dream that I will be a successful kid.
I try to do my best not to mess up.
I hope to solve all problems.
I am a fearless kid.


Field of Dreams
By the E.R. Taylor Select Team 
November 7, 2014

The time is 2:40 and I’m getting excited
Its been a very long time, I’m not gonna fight it
We wait for the bell, its about to start
I look over my shoulder, there’s no more black patch.

Our community had a dream, more like a story
We wanted to play soccer without a worry
Cuz every time I came home
My parents would hurry
To clean my cuts and bruises and hear my stories

Now we have a brand new patch of green
Sometimes I think, “is it just a dream”
We got a gift, our very own field of dreams
Our whole community gets to use it
But I really enjoy it with my SCORES team
So we say thank you for our very own patch of green

Now if I fall it won’t hurt
We are the E.R. Taylor SCORES team
And we welcome you to our Virginia Dold Field of Dreams.

Bright Star
By Ariana from Hillcrest

I am as bright as a star that shines in the sky that explodes on my heart that lives
In my life everywhere I go I follow the star that lives in my heart
I pretend I never see it but I do see it.
I am feeling the fresh breeze of the air but I do not feel it
I feel the hot sun
I am going to melt
My heart beats and beats everywhere I go.
The star I follow everywhere disappears
The hot sun goes away
The night comes and my heart stops beating fast.
The bright star that shines on my face and the fresh breeze of the air
Make me relaxed.

The Moment
By Samantha from Hillcrest
Knowing that we would arrive in the morning. It was dark with flashing lights and the smell of a new car, a grey new car. I was against the seat on my grey koala pillow pet, asleep, asleep, dreaming…I woke up one eye then another. As I woke up I didn’t know where I was. It was morning, it smelled different. It smelled like palm trees and the sky was pink, cotton candy pink. It was almost like heaven. At that moment I realized I was in LA.


Yo Soy De
By Kimberlin from Hillcrest

Yo soy de Honduras
Yo soy de una cancha
Yo soy de me familia
Yo soy de la alegria
Yo soy de mi mama y de mi papa
Yo soy de las que tiene mucha fuerzas que alguien
Yo soy de las bailas la que hacen mi abuela.


I’m From the Best Memory Ever!
By Erika Guevara from Hillcrest

I’m from Rancho Latino
I’m from good, colorful food like enchiladas with hot sauce
I’m from a soccer player that I learned from my Dad
I’m from friendship by helping my friends with problems
I’m from America Scores
I’m from spicy sauce from my mother
I’m from colorful blue and red Jordans and soccer shoes
I’m from dancing mexico, cumbia, bachata, salsa, and a lot of more kinds of dance
I’m from learning in school like soccer, math, and poetry
I’m from blue sweet cotton candy when I go to the county fair
I’m from the first time walking little
I’m from Rancho Latino with vacas, rios, and with no fancy house
I love you Mexico.


My Portugal Haiku
By Jasani from Hillcrest

I love red jerseys
Red and blue like Portugal
Ronaldo scores goals


The Other Team
By Johnny from Hillcrest

Sometimes I play against big, large people. Sometimes they are really skinny and fast like lions. Sometimes they are pushing, doing a lot of fouls. Sometimes they are really better than us.
I used to think they foul me.
Now I know they are really good soccer players. That love to play a lot of soccer and they are like me when they play soccer.


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By Devaury Alme from Hillcrest

I am generous
I wonder if I will ever see my uncle in Seattle
I hear the 2020 run when I am calm and relaxed
I want to feel free as a butterfly
I am compassionate and generous
I pretend to be confident
I feel like nothing is moving and I’m in space.

I touch my kitty waiting for my uncle to come
I worry about my other uncle passing away
I cry when I’m sad
I am generous
I understand the rules are right
I say compassion is empathy.
I dream about going to Seattle where my uncle is
I try not to be judgemental
I hope school will make a difference.
I am generous.


Black
By Chris from Hillcrest

I feel like I’m getting hit and I fell in a Black Hole. Just laying on my bed then I end up in my room and open the door and I’m my game and I see another door. I open the door. I see myself and I get scared. I see the last door and I belong there. I step in, I was in my bed.


The Lion
By Alberto Ornclas from Hillcrest

I am a lion that tries to catch its prey.
I wonder why earth is the only place we could live.
I hear birds tweeting in the jungle.
I see jaguars climbing in the trees trying to catch its prey.
I want to feel the waves of the water crashing slowly.
I pretend to move faster to catch its prey fast.
I touch the tiger fur when I’m going to attack.
I worry when I can see my family.
I am strong every day.
I understand that its okay to be strong.
I hope verybody could be happy.
I dream I’m a famous professional soccer player.
I am a predator.


I Am From…
By Brandon Hugo Murillo from Hillcrest

I am a soccer player
I am fast as a cheetah
I am from wet, grassy soccer balls

I am from a cool pool that makes me feel relaxed
I am from a fast, funny footballer
I am from a thump when the ball hits past and I score
I am a soccer player

I am from a disappointed loss
I am from an excited game
I am from a game that changed my life, it was a championship game that me and Hillcrest won
I am from a funny game.
I am a soccer player.


I Am
By Kimberly Carballo, 5th from Cleveland Elementary

I am proud, happy, brave
I wonder how the world came to be
I see happiness around the world
I want peace in the world
I hear Let’s Go Giants
I am proud, happy, brave

I pretend to be a dancer
I feel drops of water on my hair
I touch the stars up above
I worry about my friends and family
I cry when I hear someone dies
I am proud, happy, brave

I understand that there is good and bad stuff
I say stop bullying and be a hero
I dream of being a professional soccer player
I try to be proud of myself
I hope I graduate
I am proud, happy, brave


Wendy Is My Love
By Jessica Romo, 5th from Cleveland Elementary

My puppy is energetic
My puppy is loving
My puppy is special
Wendy is my puppy’s name

Wendy is a poodle
Wendy is my daughter
Wendy is how I take care and love
Wendy is cheerful
My love is Wendy

My puppy is very big
My puppy is Wendy
Wendy is my love
Wendy is my life
Wendy is my everything

The best day is when I got Wendy
The best day is October 27th of 2014
The best day is everyday
If Wendy is here it is the best day
I have Wendy thanks to my Godfather
David de Leon and Patricia de Leon
I love Wendy and my family


Soccer Is…
By Jasmine Ruiz, 4th from Cleveland Elementary

Soccer is trying your best
Soccer is learning people
Soccer looks like everyone is smiling
Soccer is when people are cheering for classmates and friends
Soccer is not when you laugh at other classmates
Soccer is being whoever you are and respecting Soccer is about learning other schools and people that you know
But the best thing about soccer is teamwork, leadership, and also participation
That is what I think soccer is


Senses of My House and Outside
By Richard Fong from Redding

I taste the yummy barbeque
I smell the disgusting poo
I’m holding my new basketball
I hear my sister screaming
I see the big hot sun

I taste the sour lime
I smell the smoke of my food
I feel someone near me
I hear the television on
I see my nose under my eyes

I taste the victory of the Giants
I smell the hot steam of my soup
I feel totally awesome
I hear the Giant’s fans cheering
I see the Giants winning


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By Jackson Lawrence from Redding

I saw a man, very black suit, red tie, brown leather shoes, very, very tall. He turned around, he had a very pale face with no eyes, nose, or mouth. He was starting to take off his face and said “Happy Halloween! I’m Lebron James as slenderman, like it?”


The Girls
By Emeli from Junipero Serra

The Girls are brave like
lions

The Girls give respect like
people at church

The Girls have big hearts like
teachers at school

The Girls play fair, like people
playing Connect 4

The Girls love soccer like
a soccer player

The Girls are thankful to each other like
Martin Luther King Jr

The Girls are thrilled at the soccer game like
a whale trying to get food

WE are those Girls


I Used To Be…
By Giovanna Anvade from Junipero Serra

I used to be the ground
but now I am heaven.

I used to be the land for animals
but now I am for humans.

I used to be a cloud
but now I am a cloud with rain

I used to be a rose
but now I am dead grass

I used to be a branch
but now I am a trunk.


Night Haiku
By Paola Quezada from Longfellow Elementary

The stars are swirling.
The dark sky is getting dark.
People are asleep.


Riding a Bus From Mexico
By Indelisa Romo from Longfellow Elementary

I see a bus from Mexico.
And I hear music playing in the bus.
I smell inside the bus a lovely smell of Mexican love.
I touch the seats that are so soft.


Brushing My Teeth
By Edwin Olivares from Longfellow Elementary

Brushing my teeth right there in that mirror,
The toothpaste smelled like my best smelling perfume.
The water splashed in my mouth!


Self-Portrait
By Linda Lin from SF Community

My hair as soft as flowers in the morning.
My eyes as cute as a bunny.
My ears as big as a huge bubble.
My nose as little as an ant.
My smile as rebely as a rebel.
My neck as long as a turtle.
My shoulders as tough as a gorilla.
My nails as long as a sloth.
My stomach as small as a puppy.
My arm as strong as King Kong.
My feet as small as a ladybug.
My legs as strong as a boxer.
My everything as rebely as a rebel.


My Body
By Jordan Hawkins-Collins from SF Community

My hair is as soft as leather.
My eyes are as bright as the sun.
My ear is as small as a paperclip.
My nose is as big as a large rock.
My smile is as wide as a chair leg.
My kick is as strong as a wrestler.
My neck is as short as a phone.
My shoulders are as stiff as a pumpkin.
My heart is as loving as Ms. Brenda.
My dancing is as nice as a cat.
My drawing is as cute as a bunny.
This is me!


I Am From
By Brisa Mandujano from Flynn Elementary

I am from Mexican music and Mexican food,
Like camarones a la diabla, tacos, pozole and mango nada diablitos.
I am from animal sounds and animals.
I am from my Grandma’s hat that says Mexico on it.
I am from the clothes that my Grandma made me, and where she is now, in the hospital
when a car went over her.
I am from the cholos of my neighborhood that are friendly.
I am from playing with my family.
I am from Latinos and I am proud to be Latina.


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By Aaron, Oscar, Roman and Saeed from Junipero Serra

Active at doing things.
Brilliant at poems.
Celebrating our favorite teams.
Defending the ball. Excited to run.
Family that we love and care about.
Grateful that we have things.
Having the best time.
Intelligent at anything.
Joyful at playing. Kids are the best.
Lets go giants (clap clap clap).
Messing around at recess.
Never giving up at new things.
Outstanding at doing stuff.
Putting effort at work. Quitting is not what we do.
Ready to play.
Standing up for rights.
Trying new things and our best.
Unexpected at stuff.
Vacations are the best.
Winning that’s what we do.
You’re welcome that we are the best.
Zero is not our thing.


I Used To Be, Now I Am
By Juan Jose Ruiz from Junipero Serra

I used to be rain now I am a lightning bolt.
I used to be a bowl haircut now I am a comb over.
I used to be a villain now I am a hero.
I used to be babyish now I am childish.
I used to be careful now I am dangerous.
I used to be skinny now I am athletic.
I used to be fun now I am number one.
I used to be a fish in the river now I am a shark in the ocean.
I used to be a parrot now I am a bald eagle.
I used to be scared now I am brave.
I used to be an iPod now I am a stereo.
I used to be a heart now I am a soul.
I used to be a plane now I am a jet.
I used to be a turtle now I am a cheetah.
I used to be the sky now I am fireworks.
I used to be a cat now I am a lion.
I used to be a dog now I am a wolf.
I used to be a mountain now I am a volcano.
I used to be a duck now I am a goose.
I used to be serious now I am a joker.
I used to be dancing in the mirror now I am singing in the rain.


The Mexican Me!
By Michael Portillo, 4th from Cleveland Elementary

The Mexican me
likes green, white and red.
The Mexican me
eats burritos, tortas and tacos.
The Mexican me
likes the national Mexican soccer team.

The Mexican me
likes the animals from my grandpa’s ranch
The Mexican me
misses my dead grandpa
The Mexican me
wants my grandpa

The Mexican me
will go back to Mexico
The Mexican me
will play soccer in Mexico
The Mexican me
will be able to see his family


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By Eddy Macha, 3rd from Cleveland Elementary

I am a sun with fire.
I am a crazy bull.
I am a coyote screaming aw-aw-aw.
I am a microphone in people’s mouth.
I am a pencil writing on the paper.
I am a potato chip inside people’s mouths.
I am a butterfly flying on the people’s house.
I am a person sitting on a bench like a monkey sitting.
I am a clock
A clock is for the time people get to see the time.


The Sky of a Million Colors
By Lesley Anne Chua from Lakeshore

My sky, sky of a million colors, with its many
vibrant colors glimmering in the dark sky.
With its red as red as blood-red apples
Its orange as soft as a lovely sunset
Yellow bright as the blazing sun
Green as a grassy field at dawn
Blue as the delightful icy blue sky
With violet as rich as dew covered lavenders on a spring day
And pink as a flower blooming slowly
Sky of a million colors, my sky.


Make Others Believe
By Aysia from Lakeshore

Make others believe
I am strong and not scared
Make others believe
That I’m not the same
produced out of a factory
I want to believe that
I can fly away from danger
Jetting away with speed
Unknown I do not want
people to think I’m my
sister nor brother
I am me
I am not going to make
people think I’m not smart
I don’t want people to think
I’m selfish, a cancer
I am a friend
A teacher
Willing to give
I need people to believe that
I’m always here
I am what I think
I am.


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By Alejandro Poot, Marshall Elementary School
Tweet! Tweet! The referee blows the whistle!
BAM! Briana hit the ball. Stomp! Stopm! Every bodies
feets hit the ground. Bam! Javi kick to shoot in the
goal, Bam! Goes again. It’s post. What a miss. Awww!
the whole crowd says. Tweet! The referee blows the
whistle for half time. Chomp! Chomp! Munch! Munch!
Munch! We all eat complex carbs. Tweet! the game
starts again. Bam! Henry kicks the ball. ZOOM! The
ball goes to the goal but misses. Bam! I kick the ball
again. ZOOM! It goes as fast as a lightning bolt.
Bam! It hits the post, but goes in. Yayy! Everbody
shouts. Hurray for the Marshall Mustangs!
Slurp! Slurp! We drink lots of water after
the game. Run! Run! My uncle starts the car to
go home. RUN! We left the field. Stomp! We got
out of the car. How was your game my mom
asked. I responded and said….It was great.
Slam! We entered my home and rested. Zzzz!


Proud
By Javier Chel Silva, Marshall Elementary School
When I bite in the chicharones it brings back the memories of when I was in Mexico and el paletero always used to stop his little carrito and give me my paleta of fresa or Nuez. And also when I used to sneak in my abuelitos room after dinner and he always used to say – mijo ven aqui no le digas a tu mamá tomalo. And it was cocacola.
When me and my friend Jose used to go out to the street and we used to hit las botellas de cocacola with our marbles or our rocks.
I am from the elote with mayonesa and queso.
It brings back the memory that
I am
Mexican American Proud.


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By Bryan Pacheco, Sanchez Elementary School
I am a turtle,
I don’t get hurt.
I am green,
I control soccer games.
I am fast. I am air.
I am everywhere.

I am cheers encouraging players.
I am a shy cobra,
I don’t wan tto be seen.
What’s happening,
will never die inside of me.
I will forever be in the shadows,
One spot light.

This so called Earth is my home.
Make fun of me all you want,
This is me.


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By Jasmin Barrera, Sanchez Elementary School
No puedo ver el mundo pero puedo ver las palabras
y puedo ver la luz
y puedo ver la luna
y veo las risas de mi mama
y veo los sueños de mi papá
y veo los juguetes de mi hermano

Y cuando mis ojos son cerrados tengo sueños malos
y tambien cuando sueño no puedo dormir
pero soy una gatita pequeña
y soy un perrita cuando cierra mis ojos
y soy una bailarina bailando por todos partes.


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By Jairo Ramirez, Bryant Elementary School
The world looks like a giant ball of water, and looks like a giant ball of grass and the world looks like a soccer ball and it looks like a soccer field because it looks like grass
and the world looks so pretty because it looks like a sky and the world is so important because we are right here to play soccer.


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By Jazmine Bailey, Carver Elementary School
I remember when my hair first got flat-ironed by my mom.
After she washed my hair it was all poofy!
Then she sat me down and I saw the hot comb, the blow drier, and the flat iron.
The steam was getting in my face and it was making me sleepy.
I had a good night’s sleep, and when I woke up in the morning my hair was straight and I was happy!


Breathe in Breathe Out
By Kevin Mendez, Cleveland Elementary School
Breathe in when my grandpa passed away
Breathe out my family
Breathe in my uncle that drinks
Breathe out my friends
Breathe in racism
Breathe out soccer
Breathe in shooting
Breathe in Scores
Breathe in
Breathe out
Breathe in
Breathe out


Mi Nicaragua
By Luis Garcia, Cleveland Elementary School
Mi Nicaragua is a place where you sudar como a chicharon
My Nicaragua is where you could eat cheese and salty queso y bean enchiladas
Mi Nicaragua is where you could take a shower en la nocheand a shower en la lluvia
My Nicaragua is where you could take a shower con agua fria
Mi Nicaragua is where you have your zaptos on, it sweats like rain
My Nicaragua is where me parents se separaron like un palo breaking apart.
I AM NICARAGUA
Mi Nicaragua is where bastante de mi familia murieron
My Nicaragua is where I felt trembling and shaking in my stomach cuando the airplane takes off
Mi Nicaragua is when my stomach estaba rumbling y no se if it was of my hunger or the airplane engine
If my Nicaragua estuviera aqui yo estuviera playing naked in the streets con my brothers y hermana


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By Melany Molina, Cleveland Elementary School
Be high in the sky
Don’t fall with feelings
Like a pile of water
A full pond filled with water
Rain drop feelings
The thing is,
You don’t want to be like the water.
You want to be the happy times.
What does the sun do to make it happy?
Thrilled.
Over joy
Opportunity
Happy is going up
Not down.


Who am I?
By Ruth Velasquez, Cleveland Elementary School
I am a girl that’s special to one and the others.
I am a girl who says
OK
I will try again
I am a human who says
Just stop
I am a human who says
Please don’t hurt me
I am an animal who says
I am not afraid of you
I am an animal who says
Please
I don’t want to hurt you
I am a rainbow that shows my bright side
And my dark side
I am tutti fruity, fresh and fruity.


Soccer
By Kimberly Carballo, Cleveland Elementary School
Soccer is like a big party
with people screaming, jumping, and cheering
Soccer is like falling down
it can be painful
Soccer is like my family
Soccer is like funny weather – everywhere, all over the place
Soccer is like the Earth
a humongous ball
Soccer is like human beings
its alive in my world
Soccer follows me EVERYWHERE!


The Elements
By Angelika De Castro, Tenderloin Community School
Fire
Red, orange, yellow the color of the flame.
Red, orange, yellow easy to blame.
Hot not cold, smoky and bold
Fire is hot, it can burn gold

Earth
Earth is rocky but don’t be shocked
You wont be poked by one of those rocks.
Earth, the rigid land, that which reminds me of my stubborn friend

Water
Blue, clear, and sometimes green
Water lends life to us and everything
Ice, liquid, and even steam
Water cools, purifies and clean

Air
Shoosh, air goes as it whistles pass your ear


I Am
By Alex Alvarez, E.R. Taylor Elementary School
When I feel sad I get mad
Like a tiger without food
My teeth are like sugar
That you put in corn flakes
With just the bright amount
It can be perfect!!

I got a golden heart
That will never break my soul
I can live time after time
Til I am 100 years old!!

I can become wealthy
And stay healthy
So I can accomplish all my dreams
And make them come true!!

My mind is holding all that I know!
My brains keep rolling like a soccer ball!
My imagination, I speak out of my mouth
My goal is to be a great poet
A champion of champions
Yeah!! That’s me!!


Me
By Bridgette M., E.R. Taylor Elementary School
Today I feel like a balloon going free
That when I’m blind, I can actually see
I’m a diamond so shiny, so bright
That I’m like the sun showing all the light.

Today I’m a free land
So free, that I’m a new brand
I feel like a bank with money
So rich, that I’m as sweet as honey!!!

I feel like going round and around
that I’m never going down
I feel like a bird making sweet sounds
That if I get lost, I will for sure be found.

When I’m happy
I’m a perfect circle
That never have gaps!!
I am perfect,
Just the way I am.


My Life
By Neftally Paredes, E.R. Taylor Elementary School
I’m happy when I play soccer
I feel so happy in my life
It was my brothers birthday!!
Such a fun time!!!

I feel tired of running
But I won’t give up!!
My teammates keep cheering up
And I will not give up on that!!!

When I get a gift. I’m happy
You can see me smile and shine
I shine like the brightest star
To reach me you’ll have to jump high!!!!

If I get surprised I jump in fright
I get the hiccups but I don’t cry
When I read a book it’s interesting
I go on adventures, I play up in the sky!!!

My life I spend it so happy
Especially on holidays
My family gathers to celebrate
I am happy with my life


My Mom
By Oscar Martinez, E.R. Taylor Elementary School
I love my mom
Because she will always love me
On and on
I will always love her
Till she’s gone!

I love my mom because
Even though she doesn’t buy
Me the things I want
That’s okay!!
Only thing I want from her
Is to stay

I love my mom because
On Saturday game days
She always cheers me on
I love her because
Each game day
She brings me food

My mom is no like the rest
If there is a test of beauty
She passes the test
She has more than beauty she is fabulous
Glorious and special… so you want to know
Who she is?
She is my mom!!!


I Am From
By Fernanda Medina, Leonard Flynn Elementary School
I am from F, the first
letter of my name.
I am from the fresh air
when I first walked into Flynn.
I am from the delicious smell
of pupusas, tried for the first time.
I am from my brother’s crying
when he was born.
I am from my mom’s singing
when she is happy.
I am from my dad, snoring
after work.
I am from blocking
the ball during soccer.
I am from fresh paint
when I do my art.


I Am From
By Owen Perez, Leonard Flynn Elementary School
I am from nice writing
I am from a place where dogs are always barking
I am from playing too much soccer
I am from the words familia and musica
to the feeling of happiness.
I am from the beauty of all arts
I am from the happiness of a caramel mocha
I am from dressing up for Halloween
I am from the beautiful voices
where people I love sing.


My Origin
By Gennesis Galindo, Hillcrest Elementary School
My name comes from the beginning of the Bible.
My name comes from my Mom who named me because she loves the way it sounds like an angel’s whisper.
My middle name Natasha comes from my Dad, who plays soccer, his name is Nato and they added –asha to the end.
My name is special to my family.
My name is hard for people to pronounce.
My name is so long people try to make it shorter.
My name isn’t always going to be perfect, but it’s my name. No one can judge it.


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By Stephany Vasquez, Hillcrest Elementary School
When people say
my name, I feel
like it represents
my country,
shiny and proud
to say. My dad gave
me my name when
I went to his hands.
He said softly
like  wind, Stephany!
He was proud.

My great, great, great
grandmom, she was strong
as a hawk, fierce like a lion
that comes close and near.
She has my name.


Dia de los Muertos
By Jasmin Arevalo, Hillcrest Elementary School
My sister died when she was 2
I will never ever see my sister.
Once I went to her grave. I asked my Mom, “What did you bury her with?”
She said, “Her most beautiful dress hand made by mi Abuelita, with a toy”
When I knew that I had a dead sister I was sad and surprised.
I dream about her, she looks like a white little angel sparkling in the sky.


Loud
By Sophia Stephenson, Garfield Elementary School
I am a loud spirit that can be heard from a mile away
I am from an active life, not a lazy one
I am from the blue planet, a beautiful place
I am from the words, “If you are in trouble, stand up for yourself.”
I am from the words, “never give up, no matter what.”
I am from the people of the world that want peace not war.
I am from outer space, a mystical place.
I am from the city of the bay, a great place to play.
I am an ordinary girl, but different in a special way.


“Blue Is Me”
By Sara Trujillo, Leonard Flynn Elementary School
I smell sky,
Blue feels like a feather.
Birds can be blue
Most of the time,
It is mostly a big, moon whale.

Blue could be the sound of wind,
It’s like a whisper.
I see the darkest water in the ocean
Through the living room window.

I hear the husky howling
In the Alaskan snow, I can
See the reflection of blue
On his fur.

Blue is me.
When I come home from school,
I see my family happy.
That always makes me
Sparkling blue.


The Incredible Goal
By Christian Morales, Hillcrest Elementary School
The ball is hitting the net.
When I make a goal I explode with happiness.
I see the goalie, he’s jumping in the air, diving for the ball, but not quite getting it.
“Swosh” I hear the ball. My sweat is dripping down my back.
I point my fingers up and imagine God clapping.


Me, I Am
By Dalia Leverman, Hillcrest Elementary School
I am from a beautiful flower that I’m named from.
I am from a field where I play and kick soccer balls.
I am from a hawk that flies in the sky.
I am from a team that is really good and never crunches up.
I am from a language called Spanish that I speak when I go home.
I am from a school that is cool and friendly.
I am from a family that is clumsy and lovable.
I am from a rainbow flower that changes colors.
I am from the earth that changes every day.
I am from America Scores.
I am Dalia.


I Found a Rock
By Justin Rubio, E.R. Taylor Elementary School
I found a rock it was pretty heavy so
When I picked it up I fell on my
Knee it hurt but I didn’t care
Did I mention it was gold and shiny

I found Simon he had a
Diamond it was as big as a bike
He gave it to me for that shiny rock

I found a found but there
Were arms holding it, I inserted
the diamond and it gave me the fossil.

I went into the pueblo
And traded it for a treasure chest.

The chest was full of treasures
I had already found so I sold
It for an adventure

On the adventure I found
My destiny, found more treasures
And got wealthier.


From the Bottom of my Heart
By Ira Yusi, Hillcrest Elementary School
From the bottom of my heart lives Jaden because she makes me laugh and she has my back.
From the bottom of my heart lives my niece. Sometimes she is so peaceful like I don’t know if she is there. Sometimes she has so much energy like a crazy ball bouncing everywhere.
From the bottom of my heart lives puppies. I go crazy over their cuteness.
From the bottom of my heart lives friendship. You should pick the right people and treat people right.
From the bottom of my heart lives music. One kind of music I like is soulful music.
From the bottom of my heart lives SCORES because they are my family.


I’m Because of This
By Pradipti Lama, Redding Elementary School
I once was a fairy’s wing,
And now I’m a fairy.
I used to be a slithering snake
Around the school,
And now I’m a rock star.
I used to be a goal,
And now I am a soccer player.
I’m now a fairy, rock star, and soccer play
‘Cause I have improved my thunder.


Nature
By Jaden Roan, Hillcrest Elementary School
Nature to me is plants and extinct animals
I don’t want any more extinct animals at all
I’m so scared of bees, Buzzz…
Sometimes I am as scared as a deer just seeing a person
I love seeing Redwood trees, looking up and smelling the oxygen in the forest
Sometimes I wonder how tall Redwood trees are
I walk in the forest and feel the heat of the sun on my skin


My Dad Is
By Will, Redding Elementary School
When I see my dad I see me
When I hug him it feels like a warm blanket on a cold winter’s night
When we eat, we are like hungry lions on the prowl
When he and I play catch and he says “Go Long”
I feel like a dog playing fetch with a stick and having fun
When I smell him, I feel like i fell into a pile of roses.


What I Feel About Soccer
By Estefany Ajin, Paul Revere Elementary School
When I’m by myself and I close my eyes,
I’m a book that a student took,
I’m a soccer ball that falls,
I’m a whale that always fails,
I’m the Fall that brings winds tall,
I’m the girl that snuck a look,
I feel like a blue tire dancing through a fire,
I feel like a bee that is free in a tree,
I’m a soccer player shaking like a flare,
I’m a heart that is very smart,
I’m the eye that is in the sky,
I’m a ball that goes shopping at the mall,
I’m tough like a rock with a lock,
I’m sneaky like a fox hiding in a box,
I’m whatever I want to be,
And anything I care to be,
And when I open my eyes to see,
What I care to be is me!


Nicaragua
By Jacob Agurto, Paul Revere Elementary School
I am from where the mango drips down my chin,
I am from where the wind hits you in the face,
I am from where you can feel a breeze whip past you,
I am from where it is sunny and my grandpa feeds the cows,
I am from where the cats meow and the dogs bark loud,
I am from where there are monkeys and rivers,
I am from where you can see the birds fly past you,
I am from where the forest blocks the sky,
I am from Nicaragua!


Adidas Cheetahs
By Laura Abangan and Lemoni Tillman, Carver Elementary School
(Lemoni)
We are the Adidas Cheetahs
We work together we play together
And the water we drink makes us strong and healthy
We might win or lose
We give high fives anyway
And after the games we feel a-okay

(Laura)
We are the Adidas Cheetahs
We work together we play together
Because we are kids
And that’s what we like to do
We like to run and kick the ball
We like to do our fun drills
We like to win but
It don’t matter if we lose
Because we are the Adidas Cheetahs
And we are a team (word)


I Remember
By Jazmine Bailey, Carver Elementary School
I remember when my hair first got flat-ironed by my mom.
I remember how after she washed my hair it was all poofy.
Then she sat me down and I saw the hot comb, the blow drier, and the flat iron.
The steam was getting in my face and it was making me sleepy.
I remember I had a good night’s sleep and when I woke up in the morning my hair was straight and I was happy!


I Am From
By William Narvaez Junior, Bryant Elementary School
I am from my family, my dad, my mom, my sister, my brother, and my grandma and grandpa with their hearts that burn gold with love.
I am from Nicaragua and Mexico and I speak Spanish
I am from my name William Junior after my awesome dad.
I am from school reading and writing.
I am from soccer and winning games with my team.
I am from the fields when I’m on the field I think I can do anything.


Yo Veo
By Jasmin Barrera, Sanchez Elementary School
No puedo ver el mundo per puedo ver las palabras
y puedo ver la luz
y puedo ver la luna
y veo las risas de mi mama
y veo los sueños de mi papá
y veo los juguetes de mi hermano

y cuando mis ojos están cerrados tengo sueños miedos
y tambien cuando sueño no puedo dormir
pero soy una gatita puequeña
y una perrita cuando cierran mis ojos
y soy una bailarina bailando por todas partes


I See
By Jocsan Orellana, Sanchez Elementary School
I see my bed every night.
I don’t see bullying in the streets.
I see the sun every afternoon.
I don’t see violence.
I see soccer teams.
I don’t see injured people.
I see kindness and happiness.
I don’t see smoking.
I see hummingbirds getting nectar.


Sadness
By Alejandra Serrano, Marshall Elementary School
I am always so sad especially today.
Because a bad thing happened.
Crazy people appeared in my fun time.
Emotional I always am.
Fun is gone from me, and forever.
Good people become bad people.
How would I get out of this sadness
My mind is ruined.
My best friend tried to stop my sadness.
People say I’m crazy and mean.
Laugh is what I never do.
My happiness is gone from me.


Eddy
By Alejandro Poot, Marshall Elementary School
Excellent, Marvelous role model.
He taught me no one is perfect
People make mistakes
He told me I might be short
People say it is an obstacle
Holding you back
Is that the truth, No!
I told him the way I feel
But he responds honestly
Is he holding me back, no
He is giving me a strong heart


Stars Are Above Me
By Sneha Limbu, Redding Elementary School
The sun is going down
The moon is coming up
The stars are spreading all over the sky
Night creatures are crawling out of their homes
Werewolves are howling as if they were singing
I look above the stars and see all the constellations
And the first thing I see up in the beautiful sky—
Is my dreams.


Yellow
By Jacqueline Pitalla, Leonard Flynn Elementary School
Sounds like some little birds
Tastes like some good enchiladas
Smells like Mexican food
Looks like the bright sun in the morning,
Feels so exciting that he wants to come out early
Moves like seaweed in the sea.


Wish
By Anthony Meza, Leonard Flynn Elementary School
I would never get tired
I would beat all the people in the world even a cheetah and the fastest runner
I would touch air
People yelling all around
I would not be slow like a snail
I would not taste nothing
I would smell food

I wish I could be the fastest


I Wish
By Jefferson Macario, Leonard Flynn Elementary School
The smell of flowers and
I see creepers in the night
I hear zombies breaking
my door and I touch
the wood with my hand

I wish I was in Minecraft


I Remember
By Dennis Hernandez Ruiz, Hillcrest Elementary School
That my sister was born
in 2012. She was smaller
than a cat.  She did not
have a lot of hair.
We were quiet,
my brother and me. Mom
did not like when we
were loud not to wake her.


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By Erica Guebara, Hillcrest Elementary School
I’m from my mom’s chicken
I’m from my dad’s old hat
I’m from “do your homework”
I’m from watching a movie with my brother
I’m from hiding eggs
I’m from the boys and girls club
I’m from San Francisco
I’m from dreaming
I’m from green
I’m from my gram’s past away
I’m from church
I’m from Christmas
I’m from my mom and my dad


I Am
By Christina, Moscone Elementary School
I am a kitty lover
I wonder if I’ll be popular
I hear nature in my ears
I see ponies
I want to be famous
I am a kitty lover.

I pretend I have many pets
I feel God’s hands
I touch an angel’s wing
I worry about world hunger
I cry for peace
I am a kitty lover.

I understand my care
I say peace is for the world
I dream for kindness
I try to behave
I hope for kindness, too
I am a kitty lover.


Catherine
By Catherine Diaz, Redding Elementary School
Cheerful soccer player.
Active and athletic girl.
Talkative and tomboy me.
Helpful!
Energetic and enthusiastic
Rowdy when it comes to sports
Impulsive when I play soccer
Nice and neat.
Eager, always eager.


Emily
By Emily Tamayo, Redding Elementary School
Enthusiastically awesome
Mysteriously artistics
Independent girl
Loving soccer player
Young personality


Faith
By Faith, Redding Elementary School
Faithful and generous
Always adventurous
Intelligent, independent
Trusting, and a person who loves to touch soft things
Humorous when with Miss Kathy


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By Lenny Simon, Redding Elementary School
Rookie could hit a homerun,
he smelled like a hot dog bun.
Theo lived in a hut,
and looks like a giant rut.
He will give a catcher a muck.
Theo went quack like a duck.
They will have to dodge trains,
so they won’t have pain.


Sergio
By Sergio Rios Ramirez, Redding Elementary School
Shock for playing
Energetic for reading
Racing in fear
Gentle and nice
Intelligent to learn
Optimistic for happiness


Be Careful
By José C., Marshall Elementary, San Francisco
What if we could turn into
Werewolves on a full moon
And then change back very soon?
It would be a disaster,
But I would still be their master.
I would give the day off to all
And they would go racing to the mall.
They would run into the boundary
And they would have to do the laundry.
In the night we would all eat hen
And everybody would be happy- especially the men.
Everybody would drift off to sleep,
And no one would make a peep.



My Name is Riley by Riley D., Sunnyside Elementary, San Francisco
My mom gave me my name
I like my name because my name means
a long stream in Ireland
I say my name means a long stream
to success and victory in life.
My name is special to me
because a long stream involves water
and water flows like life flows.
Time goes by fast and I don’t intend on wasting it.
I believe that I can make a difference.





Poetry is the Key by Pedro P., Cleveland Elementary, San Francisco
Poetry is the key to life,
It’s what gets you pumped up,
Poems could be thoughts,
Poems could be feelings,
It doesn’t have to rhyme,
It doesn’t have to shine,
No matter where you’re at or
Where you’re going
Poetry will always cheer you up.
Poetry is beautiful,
No matter if you’re 7 or an ancient fossil.
Poems could be fun,
Poems could be funny,
Poems could be anything,
Poems encourage you to get back up,
To not give up,
It doesn’t have to be big or small
It just has to come from the heart.



Why do you Bully Me? 
Sianna M., 4th Grade, J. Serra Spring 2013
Why do you bully me With your hurtful words? 
When you call me names like Freak and Nerd. 
Why do you bully me, 
Pushing me and shoving me? 
You can’t do this one thing 
And that thing is Loving me.
 Why do you bully me with your hurtful Lies. 
Every day in my classroom I sit there and cry. 
Why do you bully me? 
Why do you bully me? 
It’s just a question, 
Why do you bully me?

When I See Bullying 
By Mahina N, J. Serra Spring 2013
 When I See Bullying I feel like a ticking Time bomb.
 When I’m involved with bullying
 I feel small, like I’m
 Digging my grave and/ lying in it.
 Bullies are like the ghosts
 in pac man,
 Trying to survive.
 They won’t get through
 me Any more

What did they Call You!? 
Jocelyn, 5th Grade, J. Serra Spring 2013 
Everybody says to 
Everybody names,
 Like porkchop or skeleton
  Fat like an elephant.
But I was tired of being
  bullied.
I was called a tomboy.
 I was sad.
 But then I got my respect
 Because I could beat the
 boys.
 They treated me
 like a friend.

Awake vs. Asleep
By Jamal, Juan Carlos, and Raquel from Webster Elementary
Spring 2013

Asleep: We are Team Sleep

Awake: We are Team Awake

TS: Sleep smells like roses.

TA: Awake doesn't have one smell. We get to experience it all.

TS: Well, we get to imagine it all.

TA: Awake could taste good or bad. The possibilities are endless.

TS: Sleep is an endless buffet of imagination. There are no limits. Everything is free and in abundance. 

Even the homeless can go there.

TA: When you're awake you can actually help the homeless, and nothing tastes as good as real food.

TS: Sleep is an endless pit of relaxation. It's like a relieving pill. Being awake is a pit of stressful pain.

TA: Relaxation in the real world is so much sweeter and you can actually achieve your dreams.






Dear Brother
By Selvin Moya, 4th Grader at J. Serra Fall 2012
Dear Brother,
I am sorry for annoying you and disrupting you
From playing your game.
I kind of knew you were going to get mad
And frustrated but I didn’t stop.  Your face
Was getting madder
And madder
And madder
Forgive me please.
But the more mad you got the
More I realized I love the sweet
Music of the words STOP IT!!!

Extreme Soccer
By Makayla Carrico,

5th Grader at J. Serra
Fall 2012

Soccer is your heart beating,
Blood pumping
Sweat running down your cheek,
Ball on the field
being kicked By your feet.
Goalie blocking every kick,
And if you win,
Or lose
Please don’t accuse,
It’s just a game!
And let’s keep it that way.

I Really Like to Draw
By Emiliano Estrada, 4th Grader at Marshall Elementary
Fall 2012
I really draw
Drawing is my thing
I can even draw a very detail ring
I really like to draw
Ever since I was five
I can even draw
A little bee hive
I really like to draw
It is so much fun
I can even draw
People that run
I really like to draw
Is the funnest thing ever
I have the spirit
To do it forever

Never Give Up
By Daniel Sanchez, 4th Grader at Bret Harte Elementary
Fall 2012

Never give up
Superstar
I like Soccer
I am funny
Always smile
I like to do things on my own
That is me




Breathe In
By Ezequiel Valencia, 5th Grader at Bret Harte Elementary
Fall 2012
Breathe in violence
Breathe out respect
Breathe in old, rusty cars,
Breathe out new Lamborghini’s colored red
Breathe in fights
Breathe out a sunset that looked like blue and orange combined
Breathe in embarrassing moments
Breathe out happy times with my family in the park
Breathe in people living in the streets
Breathe out more jobs
Breathe in cars getting crashed
Breathe out responsibility
Breathe in robbers in the diamond store
Breathe out more schools for other states

I OPEN
By Oscar Martinez, 3rd Grader at ER Taylor
Fall 2012
I open a jar and out came a bar.
I open a bar and out came people.
I open people and out came a mouth.
I open a mouth and out came a heart.
I open a heart and out came life.
I open life and out came out Oscar.
I open Oscar and out came a book.
I open a book and out came a poem.
I open a poem and out came words with rhyme.
I open words with rhyme and out came
Imagination.

Math Invasion
By Samuel Lawrence, 3rd Grader at Redding Elementary
Fall 2012
Oh No!
It’s a math invasion!
Hurry up, What’s the equation?
5+8? 2+9? Help me now!
I’m losing my mind!
It’s blowing up!
It’s burning down!
It’s flying all the way out of town!
Addition, subtraction, multiplication, division
What’s the answer?
What’s your decision?
I hope it ends
I hope it ends
So math and I can once again be friends
Now I’m free!
From the math invasion!
I don’t need the equation
We finally have a relation
And now it’s time for relaxation

Broken
By Xiang Lin,
5th Grader at Redding Elementary Fall 2012

Black is sad like a broken heart
Black is dead never alive
Black is dirt inside my cup
Now I’m just like black
Black is the burning fire inside my eyes
Black is not to look and not to touch
Black is nothing
Black is empty
Black is hard
Black is a rock ready to be picked up
Black is lonely just like me
Black bit me with its sharp teeth
And now I’m broken

Soccer
By William Ngor, 5th grader at Redding Elementary
Fall 2012
Oh No!
The offense takes the ball!
He strikes-But wait
What’s that?
An eagle a bear what is it I’m losing my mind!
Oh it’s a player
He blocks it!
He sprints down the field
He strikes-it’s blocked!
He comes back-he strikes
The ball rips through the net
He scores!
The team bursts
Everyone is screaming in joy
We Win!


Breathe Sadness, Breathe Love
By Nazo Khan, 4th grader at Redding Elementary
Fall 2012

Breathe in people who smoke.
Breathe out feeding animals that are hungry.
Breathe in things that smell bad like rotten eggs.
Breathe out giving food to homeless people.
Breathe in seeing people getting bullied.
Breathe out helping disabled people walk.
Breathe in people that kill animals and eat them.  
How would you feel if you got killed and eaten?
Breathe out the taste of my mom’s juicy chicken soup.
Breathe in seeing bombs in countries.
Breathe out the sweetness of cotton candy.
Breathe in people that kill innocent kids and adults.
Breathe out holding cute puppies.
Breathe in teammates that are arguing.
Breathe out my team cheering me on.

My Favorite Things
By Sabrina Le, 4th Grader at Redding Elementary
Fall 2012

I am from my precious family who loves me and brings me to soccer.
I am from helpful sportsmanship that makes me think we won.
I am from my awesome abilities that help my team and I.
I am from the healthy food that brings energy into me.
I am from close by love that cheers me on!
I am from juicy water that hydrates me.
I am from fast music that makes my heart beat.
I am from presents like my favorite soccer ball.
I am from sweet home that allows me to rest.
I am from a free-kick life.
Nothing is stopping me!

Remember
By Rafael Barajas, 4th Grader at Hillcrest Elementary Fall 2012

I remember when I saw my grandma in the hospital.
I remember my grandma asked for help.
I remember when I talked with my grandma.
I felt broken hearted when I saw my grandma in the bed.
I remember when my grandma said don’t leave.
I remember when my grandma said give me a hug.

La Hora
Por Adrian Diaz, Grado 5 de Mission Education Center  Fall 2012


Horas lentas
Horas rápidas
Horas llegan
Horas pasan
Hora eres mi gorra
Eres una zona
Hora triste
Hora enojado
Luego enamorado
Hora porque te dicen hora
No será porque
Eres una qura

A Fighter
Diane Cedillo, aka Super Star Ortiz 4th Grader at Cleveland Elementary
Fall 2012
I am a girl.
Hear me roar!!!!!
I am the type of girl
Who fights for peace
And tries her best to stop the wars between friends.
I am a real fighter.
I am the type of girl
who says okay,
I messed up,
Now I know
What I should do next.
I am the type of girl
Who never says die.
I might not be tough
But I still try my best,
Like my dad fighting for his life.
I am the type of girl
Who is hard to
Defeat
The way a rock is
Hard to break.
I am the type of girl
Who has a heart
As big as a rainbow of fantastic colors.
I am the type of girl
Who won’t ever give up
Like my Dad
Who won’t ever give up on me.
I Love My Little Angel
Patricia Martinez, 4th Grade, Cleveland Elementary
Fall 2012
I love my niece
Because she is like my baby sister.
And I don't really have a baby sister.
She is my life.
So cute and so funny.
I love my niece
Because she will always be part of my family.
Her name is beautiful
Like the most colorful flower
planted on the waving sea.
I love my niece
Because I play with her whenever I can
And take care of her
So she is safe.
I love my niece
Because I know she loves me back
I can't imagine if she was never born.
 I Love My Family
By Vanessa Lazcano, 4th Grader at Cleveland Elementary
Fall 2012
Haven’t you noticed that
when
you write family
It stands for an explosion of love?
F is family cares for you
and loves you.
And Father’s day
When we honor
Dad’s name on a cake.
A is all the time we
spend saying I love you.
M is Mother’s day when we
celebrate and appreciate our
mothers.
I is the inspiration we
give as a family.
L is the wonderful love we
spread.
Y is yelling
I LOVE MY FAMILY!


La Vida
By Joseph Barbosa, 5th Grader at Paul Revere
Fall 2012
El Valor y la palabra
dispensable en la vida
Qualidades respetables no cualquiera llega a grande
La palabra es la palabra y el respeto es el respeto
Y ay que caminar derecho
El que no ariesga no gana
Y yo tengo tantas ganas de ser algen en la vida
Dicen que la tiera es vida
y se conbirtio en mi amiga
yo tengo amigos decididos que
estan conmigo
yo le echo muchas ganas
por mi equipo y familia
porque ciempre estan conmigo

Life The value and the word is indispensable in life
Respected qualities does mean everyone will be great
The word is the word, and respect is respect
and let’s walk straight
Who doesn’t risks will not wins
And I can't wait to be someone in life
They say that this ground is life
And it converted to my friend
I have friends that are determined with me 
I give it my all
For my team and family
Because they are always with me

I Really Like to Draw
By Emiliano Estrada, 4th Grader at Marshall Elementary
Fall 2012

I really draw
Drawing is my thing
I can even draw a very detail ring
I really like to draw
Ever since I was five
I can even draw
A little bee hive
I really like to draw
It is so much fun
I can even draw
People that run
I really like to draw
Is the funnest thing ever
I have the spirit
To do it forever

Never Give Up
By Daniel Sanchez, 4th Grader at Bret Harte Elementary
Fall 2012 
Never give up
Superstar
I like Soccer
I am funny
Always smile
I like to do things on my own
That is me
Breathe In
By Ezequiel Valencia
5th Grader at Bret Harte Elementary
Fall 2012

Breathe in violence
Breathe out respect
Breathe in old, rusty cars,
Breathe out new Lamborghini’s colored red
Breathe in fights
Breathe out a sunset that looked like blue and orange combined
Breathe in embarrassing moments
Breathe out happy times with my family in the park
Breathe in people living in the streets
Breathe out more jobs
Breathe in cars getting crashed
Breathe out responsibility
Breathe in robbers in the diamond store
Breathe out more schools for other states

Breathe In and Out
By Markese Floyd, 3rd Grader at Cleveland Elementary
Fall 2012
I breathe in racism
I breathe out flowers
I breathe in bullying
I breathe out roses
Breathe in Slavery
Breathe out freedom
I breathe in houses on fire
I breathe in skin color
I breathe out humanity
That’s what I think about
Breathing in
Breathing out
Breathe in
Breathe out

Breathe
In Death
By Erick Tenorio, 4th Grader at Cleveland Elementary Fall 2012

Breathe in death
Breathe out life as a child
Breathe in sadness
Breathe out the happy times
Breathe in the memorial
Breathe out the time you went to see a movie with him
Breathe in sad tears
Breathe out joyful tears
Breathe in the pain
Breathe out the happiness
Breathe in the nightmares
Breathe out your dream
Breathe in the suffering
Breathe in my tios death
Breathe out my tio saying
It’s okay





Kevins
By Kevin Mendez, 3rd Grader at Cleveland Elementary
Fall 2012

I like Kevins because there are –
Fat Kevins
Clown Kevins
Skinny Kevins
Ugly Kevins
Medium Kevins
Dancing Kevins
Dumb Kevins
Smart Kevins
Soccer Kevins
Lil Kevins
Awesome Kevins
Silly Kevins
Irritated kevins
Handsome Kevins
That’s why I like Kevins





Blue
By Jose Madrigal, 4th Grader at Cleveland Elementary
Fall 2012 
Blue is like the shiny sky in the morning
It’s like surfing on a tsunami
It sounds smooth like walls
It taste like Ice cream balls
It moves gently around the world
Blue is like you
But it’s true
Blue doesn’t go with black or green
It goes with the sky
That’s what I think


  SOCCER!!!
By Edgar Munoz, 5th Grader at ER Taylor Fall 2012

When I’m on the soccer field
I feel like a brave knight with a shield
I feel fast like a bull.
When a dog drools
With respect to the other team
And the referees, in hopes of it not
Becoming a jamboree.
The whistle blows! The game is over
And the crowd let’s out roars!!
My team won, of course!
Then when we get together
We stay as a team forever
When we win the championships
I hear pirates sending off canons
From their ships… wait, it’s the crowd
Letting out a big roar!!

La Hora
Por Adrian Diaz,  Grado 5 de Mission Education Center  Fall 2012

Horas lentas
Horas rápidas
Horas llegan
Horas pasan
Hora eres mi gorra
Eres una zona
Hora triste
Hora enojado
Luego enamorado
Hora porque te dicen hora
No será porque
Eres una qura 



 The Hour

 Hours slow 
Hours fast
Hours arrive
Hours pass
When you're my cap
You are a zone
Sad time
Angry hour
Then in love
Time why do they call you time
Won't be because
You're a qura

Mi Pais
Por Patrick Lopez, Grado 5 de Mission Education Center Fall 2012

Mi pais tiene sabor a MAIZ                  
Mi pais lo extrano mucho
Mi pais lo llevo en mi corazon
Mi pais nunca se me olvidara
Yo deje a mi pais para esta con mi familia

Salvador querido
Eres pequeno
Pero para mi eres especial como mi vida
Porque yo solo amo a mi pais
Mi pais tiene bellos malantiales
Mi pais es especial por sus cultivos
Mi pais tiene bellos paisajes
Mi bello pais siempre te recordare!

My country has the flavor of CORN
My country I miss
My country came to my heart
My country I’ll never forget
I left my country to be with my family


Dear El Salvador
You're small
But you're special to me as my life
Because i only loved my country
My country has beautiful malantiales
My country is a special for their crops
My country has beautiful landscapes
My beautiful country always remember you!

Otono
Por Henry Lopez, Grado 5 de Mission Education Center Fall 2012

Otoño as llegado
Las hojas caen
Las hojas vuelan
Adonde irán?

Una taza de
Chocolate caliente
Me espera
En casa
Jugosas
Calabasa
Granadas comemos
En el otoño

Otoño te puedo ver
Por la ventana
Otoño no te bayas
Por favor te voy a extrañar 

La Hora

Por Adrian Diaz
Grado 5 de Mission Education Center  Fall 2012


Horas lentas
Horas rápidas
Horas llegan
Horas pasan
Hora eres mi gorra
Eres una zona
Hora triste
Hora enojado
Luego enamorado
Hora porque te dicen hora
No será porque

Eres una qura


When I Come Home
Dalia, Longfellow Elementary
October, 2012

When I come home
My sister goes to work
at her restaurant
My mom is at work
My dad is in Mexico
My two small sisters
are at their babysitter's
house
I'm alone
I am always going to my room and watch the tv
but when I want to go to the bathroom or
I'm hungry
I'm scared
I feel like someone is on
the door!
Like a monster is going
to jump out the
window!
I feel like bloody mary
is in my mirror!
When I'm with my sister
my two I'm still scared.
When my mom comes
I feel calm.


•••


My Uncle's Horse
Silvia M
Longfellow Elementary
October, 2012

My uncle had a horse
her name is Mariposa
She was brown with white spots
She is a girl
She was three years old
Her hair was soft.
But she died and I miss her
and she lived in El Salvador
I really love and her miss her very much.


•••


Turtle
Haley G.
Longfellow Elementary
October, 2012

My favorite animal is a turtle.
It makes me sad because it got sick.
I had to take it to Petco.
I'm never gonna get my turtle back.
That night I bursted into tears.
The sickness is that he shell was weak.
I never want to replace my turtle.
When I came home from Petco I ran into my room and locked the door.
I ate ice cream and hugged my bear.
I feel empty when I look at its cage.
A couple of months later my dad bought ten fish
in my turtle's tank and they all died.
I flushed them down the toilet.


•••


Irksome Little Brother
Jasmin
Longfellow Elementary
October, 2012

My brother
so irksome as can be
when he bothers me,
on Halloween he takes
away my candy 
also on Christmas eve
he calls first dibs on
chocolate, banana ice cream cake
I think I can jump into
a river and swim away and never
come back 
to Australia, I should
no, I should move to
El Salvador
no
Antartica
I should.
•••


What is Green
Sam L., 3rd Grade
Redding Boys
October, 2012

Green sounds like a forest.  With monkeys and lions and birds and zebras.
It looks like a swamp with alligators.  
Crocodiles turtles and frogs.
But most of all most of all most of all
It looks like pollution with smog.
Caterpillars are part of nature, like green is
It tastes like unripe strawberries, squashes and gourds
and pears, but it really tastes like brocoli.
Green like walls of an ecotastic room. 
With a Brazilian flag that's super rad!
But lizards are awesome too.
Green like a snake, like a vine, like my eyes.
Green like jealousy too.
•••


What Is Black?
Xiang Lin
Redding Elementary
October 24th, 2012

Black is eye balls
Making people see the dark
Of underground and dead
Black is Clock telling people
to leave and come
Black is hard like hard
Rock ready to be picked up
Black is sharp that makes people hurt
Black is a bat flying everwhere scaring people
Black is dog noses smelling
The dark air
Black is empty
Black is oil making fire rise


•••


Yellow
Liliana, 5th Grade
Cleveland Girls
October, 2012

 Yellow is like the sun in the sky
Yellow is a dress on a beautiful girl.
Yellow is a flower in the field
Yellow is my aunt’s house.
Yellow is like an mnm with a smile on its face.
Yellow is like lemonade you make.
Yellow is like a hat that my mom uses.
Yellow is like my sister’s back pack.
Yellow is like a jacket I use one rainy day.


•••


Black
Leti R., 4th Grade
Cleveland Girls

What is black?
Black is night
Black is charcoal
Black is screaming ghosts 
and surrounding of the moon.
Black is no stars at night
Black is unlighted halls
Black is zebras, ravens, even leopards
Black is tires
Blck is when all those owls, bats and  mice sneak into
your rooms.
Black is when your knocked out and jrewling
Black is the wind
Black is Halloween
Black is a wonderful color.


•••


This is Just to Say
Mahina
J. Serra Girls
October, 2012

This is just to say
I'm sorry I pushed the bullies
Don't forgive me
I enjoyed watching them feel
the pain and suffering
they put me through
•••


I'm Sorry
Selvin
J. Serra Boys
October, 2012

I'm sorry for annoying you
I kind of knew that you were going to be mad
Forgive me, I loved the sweet
music of the words, "Stop it!"


•••


Pain
Aamiyah, 5th Grade
J. Serra Girls
10/11/12

 Pain is my passion
Something no one could take away from
Me.
Hard pain,
Memorable pain,
Self-centered pain is that pain.
I wish the pain could be necessary, but it isn’t necessary.
My ears they hang low to the ground.
Because I’m so ashamed.
Pain is my passion.
Something no one can take
Away from me.


•••


I Remember This
Sianna, 4th Grade 
J. Serra Girls
10/11/12

 I remember when my sister was
Holding me in the hospital when I 
Was born.  I also remember when
I was two weeks old and my dad
Almost got in a car crash.  I remember
When I got my first dog Ginger
But he ran away.  I also remember
When my mom and dad got divorced
The night before my dad’s uncle’s funeral.
I remember when I was a 
Jaboowake for Halloween.  I also
Remember when I met
My real family which is right here
Right now.
•••


What is Red?
Sianna, 4th Grade
 J. Serra Girls
10/16/12

 Red is the color of a strawberry,
Cherry and the inside of a
Water melon.  It is the color of
Shoes and a crab on the beach.
Red is salsa and R & B.  
Red is a blinding color blinding me.  It 
Is the fresh smell of roses 
 Blooming in the spring.  Red is the
Color of love and fall leaves.
Red is dangerous, very actually.
It is the juicy smell of 
Grilled meat on a summer
Afternoon.  Red is cool and it
Will stay like that forever.
Red is the 49er’s colors running
Through my vanes.


•••


I Love Cupcakes
By Joelene, 5th Grade
J. Serra Girls
October, 2012

I love cupcakes
Red cupcakes
Green cupcakes
Awesome cupcakes
Pink cupcakes
Just kidding, I hate
Pink cupcakes
But I love cupcakes.
 A big cupcake
A small cupcake
A crazy cupcake
A random cupcake.
I don’t like cupcakes.
I love them.
Pretty cupcakes,
Mine cupcakes
Cupcakes on cupcakes,
I just love cupcakes.


•••


Dogs
By Makayla, 5th Grade
J. Serra Girls
October, 2012

I love dogs
Big dogs
 Small dogs
Smelly dogs
Fury dogs
Even disabled dogs
I love doggy dog dogs.
All different kind.
Funky dogs
And colored dogs.
I love doggy dog dogs.


•••


Dance
By Makayla, 5th Grade
 J. Serra Girls
October, 2012
  
I love to dance.
Any kind of dance.
Salsa dance
Slow dance
Fast dance,
Any kind of dance.
Even random dance.
I love to dance.
I even copy some dances,
Try to learn it,
Like,
Fox trot,
Tangoes,
Even ballet,
Sometimes.
I LOVE TO DANCE!


•••


Jaguars
Aamiyah, 5th Grade
J. Serra Girls
October, 2012
  
I love Jaguars.
Jagurs are mean,
If I see a Jaguar I wouldn’t even breathe.
Fiesty Jaguars
Pretty Jaguar,
Alert Jaguars,
Are what I like, I love the way they move.  I love Jaguars.
Jaguars are mean. 
If I see a Jaguar
I wouldn’t even…
•••


Mom
Mahina, 5th Grade
J. Serra Girls
October, 2012
  
Mom
What a mom
There are crazy
Moms weird moms
And lazy moms
But mine is special
My mom is combinded
Which means
Crazy mom weird
Mom and lazy.
My mom loves me.
•••



I Am From 
Aamiyah, 5th Grade, 
J. Serra Girls

 I am from BBQ Chicken
I am from Broccoli with Cheese that’s 
so good it makes you lick your fingers.
I am from writing fantasy stories that people think
I got it out of a book.
I am from singing which makes me watch the Voice.
I am from hanging out with my friends
Who encourage me to do better in school
I am from collar greens and soft
cornbread that crumbles when you touch it.
I am from wizards of waverly place
Which makes you wish you had powers 
but I don’t because I am me.


•••


This is Just to Say
Saray, 3rd Grade
J. Serra Girls
October, 2012

This is just to say
 I’m sorry, I said the
bad
word.
Forgive me,
you said it forst, sister
I copied it from you.
•••


Dear Step Mom
Sianna, 4th Grade 
J. Serra Girls 
October, 2012

Dear Step Mom,
This is just to say I’m sorry
For you trying
to talk
to me
but I 
walk 
away.
Forgive me,
I do what
you do to
my
dad.


•••


La Alarma
By Christopher, Redding Elementary

Yo escucho la alarma ring ring ring
La puerta slam. El perro woof woof woof 
Mi hermana wow wow, la maestro blah blah blah 
•••


My Dad
By Coach Autumn, Redding Elementary 

My dad,
Hairy bear
Stinky feet
Bald head
Kind hear
Big belly
Straight teach 
My dad, has no hair.


•••


He's Red
By Titikor, Redding Elementary

He’s red
He’s fast
He eats flowers, mushrooms, and stars
He gets the ladies
He fights the dragon
He has a brother that fights
He lives in a castle
He eats blue, red flowers
•••


The Grass
By Helen, Hillcrest Elementary

The grass talks to me about soccer
And pulls me to the park to
Play.  The grass trips me
And leaves me covered
With it.
•••


On the Table
By Helen, Hillcrest Elementary

 On the table a
Glass faints, rolls, falls
As it crashes against
The floor a galaxy
Is born.
•••


The Rain
By Helen, Hillcrest Elementary

The rain is when
I’m awakening a cloud crying
My roof leaking, the sun
Dreaming. Chatting in between
The magical stars far away a rainbow painting the
Sky blue, the rain is when I’m asleep song of sleep
Flower of noise.
•••


It’s a wonderful world but they made a few mistakes
By Laura, Hillcrest Elementary

It’s a wonderful world but they made a few mistakes
Like leaving out unusual things we can make
And putting in scary snakes
Like no reading minds, no flying high
No predicting the future, and people not being mature
Like rushing, especially rushing poets
Like needing to hide something but then show it
Like everyone caring way too much about perfection
And making bad organizations
Like no sugar lakes, Good thing there is sugar flakes
Good thing there is things like cookies, cakes and shrink dinks.
To make, one big mistake is snakes.
It’s a wonderful world but they made a few mistakes.
•••


Cinquain
By Jerli, Hillcrest Elementary

Rainbow
Colorful, bright
Shining, floating, daydreaming
A pot of gold
Sky
•••


 Today My Name Is
By Ariana R, J. Serra Elementary

Today my name is princess
I feel royal like a bee
I pretend all the time
Yesterday my name was good
I heard about goblins and fairy tales
I found a treasure chest with a poem inside
Tomorrow my name will be lovel
I will forget this team but oh well
I will remember this time.
•••


Today My Name Is
By Cathy, J. Serra Elemenatry

Today my name is Math
I feel Numbers in me
I pretend to write

Yesterday my name was fluency
I heard nothing but whispering
I found words

Tomorrow my name will be language arts
I will forget numbers
I will remember letters.
•••


Las Mariposas
Por Stephanie Perez, Misson Education Center
November, 2011

Las mariposas vuelan 
Ay mariposa cuando  vuelas tus antenas se mueven con fuerza 
Tus colores son fantásticos con las alas  que son muy hermosas 
Ay como te  extraño  cuenta la gente 
Ya  desde que te fuiste el  pueblo no ríe   
Pero cuando  regresas todos  ríen 
Ay mariposa como te quieren por los pueblos.
•••


The Butterflies
By Stephanie Perez, Mission Education Center
November, 2011

The butterflies fly
Ay, butterfly, when you fly your antennas move with strength
Your colors are fantastic, with the beautiful wings
Ay, how I miss you, say the people
Ever since you left, the town doesn't laugh
But when you come back, everyone laughs
Ay, butterfly, how they love you in the towns
•••


El Poeta
Por Abril Soto, Mission Education Center
Noviembre, 2011

Con las hojas de los arboles
el poeta se hace trenzas .
El poeta se perfuma la ropa con su perfume preferido.
•••


The Poet
By Abril Soto, Mission Education Center
November, 2011

With the leaves of the trees
the poet makes braids
The poet scents his clothes with his favorite perfume
•••


Shadows
By Erick Tenorio, Cleveland Elementary
November, 2011

Shadows,
We breathe on your neck
And no matter how you shake
I am always on your back!
Shadows,
Always covering other people –
That’s what it means, that’s what we do
Shadows,
Never giving up on the ball
Shadows,
Always smothering the ball
Shadows,
The way we play defense, the way we stand tall.
•••


I am Soccer
By Alejandro Flores, Cleveland Elementary
November, 2011

I am not an animal
Hiding from humans,
Climbing trees, like a panda with claws
I am soccer,
With shadows,
Hard feet,
Strong body,
Fast feet,
Strength,
I am soccer.
•••


Tired
By Manuel Lomeli, Cleveland Elementary
November, 2011

Tired
People continue,
People have to fire up some houses,
Feeling heat of flames,
People see the flames,
Looking,
For some one to blame.
People – mad
People – sad
People – scared
For having to take the blame.
•••


This is Just To Say
By Evelyn Mejia, 5th grade, Marshall Elementary
November, 2011

This is just to say
I was the one
who tripped you.

“I am sorry”
it is just that it
was so funny

Oh yeah,
I also took
your money.
•••


I'm Sorry
By Dara Montejo Chel, 3rd grade, Marshall Elementary
November, 2011 

I’m sorry for laughing when
you fell out of your seat

I only laughed because it was funny
and I saw your feet

Forgive me,
but now I need to go eat.

•••


What If There Was No Meat?
By Angel Cardona, John Muir Elementary
November, 2011

What if there was no meat?
Would everyone have to be vegetarian?
Would everyones blood be milk?
Would everyones body meat be vegetables?
Would peoples eyes be grapes?
Would peoples hair be grass?
Would peoples brains be cabbages?
•••


Soccer Power
By Terry Chen, Garfield Elementary
November, 2011

When I am on the soccer field, I feel powerful.
The ball is my controller.
There is the goalie that is the shield, he plays with all his heart.
When I am on the soccer field I will protect my knights with honor and respect.
I feel powerful when I am at my house playing Black Ops.
I feel powerful when I am at school and I get 100% on my tests.
I feel powerful playing basketball and making hoops.
I feel powerful when I show people I am good at things.
I am powerful when I face my fears.
I feel powerful when I get respect. 
•••


Forgive Me
By Calvin Anambulo, John Muir Elementary
November, 2011

Forgive me for being in the world,
this is just to say i'm sorry
please forgive me but my mom made me.
•••


Your Tape
by Savanna Bradford, John Muir Elementary
November 2011

Please forgive me,
But i used all
of your purple
tape that you need
for school
Even though
it was pretty funny when
I had to break the case
to get the last piece of tape.
•••


I Seem To Be
By Melony (Tala), 4th grade, Sunnyside Elementary
November 2011

I seem to be Indian from my look, 
But really I am Muslim.  

I seem to be shy 
Because I don’t talk a lot
About things and secrets, 
But really I only tell secrets 
To people I trust.  

I seem to like pink 
Because I’m a girl, 
But really I like purple and blue.  

I seem to be happy all the time, 
But really I hide my feelings.  
•••


 But Really
By Steve, Sunnyside Elementary
November 2011

I seem to be right-handed, 
But I’m really left handed.  
I seem to have good handwriting
But I really have bad handwriting
Compared to others.  
I seem to play card games fairly, 
But really I cheat.  
•••



Recipe For Me
By Savana Bradford, 5th grade, John Muir Elementary 
November 2011

35 gallons of care
73 pages of books
25 tbs. of sugar
56 different kinds of flowers
5 jump ropes

1. Put 35 gallons of care in a big bowl.
2. Rip up the 73 pages of books
3. Add the ripped pages to the bowl.
4. Stir!
5. Add 25 tbs. of sugar to the mix
6. Blend the 56 flowers with water
7. Pour the blended flowers into the mix.
8. Cup up the jump ropes and add to the mix
9. Stir, stir, stir
•••


Now I’m Steel
By Calvin Anambulo, John Muir Elementary
November 2011

I used to be a pumpkin now I’m a carved one.
I used to be a cut but now I’m healed
I used to be mad now I’m sad
I used to be a cookie now I’m crumbs
I used to be sand now I’m the sea,
I used to be real now I’m steel.
•••


What If
By Jonathan Cruz, Longfellow Elementary
November 2011

What if there was a law that you
Have to dress like your teacher?
I would say that’s screwed up and I
I would sue the president and the teachers for
Putting on such screwed up clothes.
•••


If Fairies Were Real
By Sylvia Mendoza, Longfellow Elementary
November 2011

What if fairies were real
And sleep and play and had fun.
They turn mice into bunnies
And they turn flowers into hearts.
They would be afraid of the crickets
Who hop and chase and tease them.
What if fairies were real
And turned into people like me and you. 
•••


What Alberto's Made Of
By Alberto Galindo, Jr. SCORES Writing and Soccer Coach, Marshall Elementary
November 2011

I’m not a mathematician
Nor am I fond of submission
I’m not a lone wolf type of person
But instead I value immersion
I’m not a dramatic, erratic, plastic person...
Oh no but instead I’m a
Teacher and sometimes even a preacher
I’m a kid at heart riding a bicycle in the park or sometimes taking the BART
I’m a soccer player, virtual dragon slayer and who knows?  Maybe even a future San Francisco mayor
Love my family and always reading happily
I’m Champions League and never fatigue
I’m fall and winter and prefer the simpler
That’s what Alberto is made of
•••


This Is Just To Say
By Alberto Galindo, Jr. SCORES Writing and Soccer Coach, Marshall Elementary
November 2011

This is just to say…
I’m sorry for not calling; forgive me I was simply stalling
Or procrastinating
You were probably up all night waiting by the phone, alone
Worried sick after my long strenuous trip
You’re a mother and it’s part of your job but don’t worry
I wasn’t attacked by an angry mob or bitten by a disease infected dog
Forgive my terrible jet lag, it’s just that red eye flights across the world are simply a drag.  
•••


I Used to Be, But Now
By Aaron Clemmer, Select Writing and Soccer Coach, Marshall Elementary
November, 2011

I used to be embarrassed to share, but now I write and present my own poems
I used to not have control of my class, but now they know the drill
Kennedy used to not write at all, but now he does…sometimes
The kids used to copy down whatever I had written on the board, but now they are finding their own creativity
I used to read all of the lit moments, but now I write my own (though some of the students don’t believe me)
I used to be hard-pressed to find kids to share, but now everyone wants to
I used to not put the journals on the desks before class, but now I do and class runs much smoother
I used to think the first day of school was crazy, but now I know that the day after Halloween is much crazier
I used to look forward to soccer days, but now I’m more excited for writing days
•••


 What I'm Made Of
By Aaron Clemmer, Select Writing and Soccer Coach, Marshall Elementary
November, 2011

I’m not a west coast
guy
a brag and boast
guy
not too shy, or dry,
or afraid to try
not a hibernating bear
can’t grow facial hair
not an artist with paint
Picasso I ain’t

I’m an artist with words
guy
a voluntary service
guy
an east coast native,
fun and pretty creative
coffee or tea
it don’t matter to me
a muni rider
your hearts’ desire
I’m a wii fit
a bottomless pit
don’t you see
all I can ever be
is me
•••


This Is Just To Say
By Aaron Clemmer, Select Writing and Soccer Coach, Marshall Elementary
November, 2011

you asked me
how you looked
in those
jeans

I know they
were on sale
and you needed
new ones

Next time
I will
pretend not
to hear you ask
•••


What I’m Made Of
By Jen Gilbert, Writing Coach, Sunnyside Elementary
November 2011

I’m not a blank page poet
An empty stage poet
A yellow light
Podium fright
Sandwich bread
Stay in bed
Cold soup
Raccoon goo
Winter droop
Kind of poet. 

I’m a hummingbird poet,
A messy room
Bendy spoon
Green lagoon kind of poet,

A first snow
Up and go
Orange stew,
Green tea glue,
Pupusa belly,
Late night deli,
mango jelly
Kind of poet. 

I’m a 7 names,
No shame,
Angry flame kind
Of poet looking
For a cot. 

I’m the kind of poet
That’s more things than I’m not. 
•••


I Seem To Be, But Really
By Jen Gilbert, Writing Coach, Sunnyside Elementary
November 2011

I seem to be a teacher but really I’m still a student. 
I look like an American but really I’m a citizen of the moon. 
From afar I look white but if you look close you’ll see my nose is purple, 
my ears are yellow and my hands are most definitely maroon. 
I seem to always laugh out loud but what sounds like laughter sometimes are really tears.
I may look like I’m alone but really I’m surrounded by the stars,
And while you think I’m standing still, really I’m dancing salsa to the beat of passing cars. 
I seem to be a poet but sometimes I’m afraid to share my soul. 
I seem to be in love but I’m usually afraid to share my heart.
This poem seems to end here but really I’ve forgotten where to start.  
•••


Death doesn’t frighten me at all
By Jen Gilbert, Writing Coach, Sunnyside Elementary
November 2011

Robbers in the night
Holding out a knife,
That doesn’t bother me at all. 

I can make them laugh
Make them snack on trash
No they don’t frighten me at all. 

Big dogs with teeth
Looking for fresh meat
That doesn’t frighten me at all. 
‘Cuz if I call them honey
They turn all soft and cuddly
No they don’t frighten me at all. 

Spiders, scorpions, huge parades of ants
No they don’t frighten me at all!
I’ll turn on my giant hose
With the extra sprayee nose,
Then they can’t bother me at all. 

And love?  Bad love?
Like saying, “Boy I love you!”
And hearing  back, “You smell.”
That doesn’t frighten me at all. 
I’ll just find a magic broom
And fly up to the moon,
And snuggle in her arms until I’m well. 

And death?  Ha! What’s death?
Some big black cloud?
An  empty room of loud
Tigers clawing at my shoes?
Oh death—you make me laugh!
If I’m not frightened,
By anything in life,
Why in the world
Would I be afraid of you?
•••


Scary Stuff in C.O.S.T.U.M.E.
By Brandon Diaz, Bryant Elementary
October, 2011

Creep
Orphan
Swimming
Tonight
Under
Me
Eeek!!!!
•••


Crazy Candy Dreams!
By the Cleveland Boy's Team
October, 2011

O’l Hallows eve is getting near,
As it gets closer my dreams make me shiver with fear.
Everything is haunted,
Nobody is safe,
Chainsaws are after you, knives flying towards your face
People caught in fire-not escaping the flames!
Ghost coming out of shadows.
Darkness on all sides,
Evil coming at me and all I do is try to hide.
Werewolves are howling, witches on their brooms
This nightmare has drowned me, filled me full of doom.
All things seeming scary, but then it finally came.
I woke up from my nightmare, so glad I’m not insane
So glad the nightmare is over
All these CRAZY CANDY DREAMS
The price of eating too much candy,
Won't do it next Halloween!
•••


I Was A… 
By Citlalli, Cleveland Elementary
October, 2011

When it is about to be Halloween
I go with someone in my family to buy a costume
I was a pirate.
Or I was once a funny pumpkin
With a funny orange wig
And a funny orange dress
And funny orange boots
I was a princess
Mom and Dad bought me
A Snow White costume
A Cinderella costume
A Sleeping Beauty costume
And other princesses
I was an angel
Beautiful, shiny, and white
I was a witch
Black and scary
•••


Halloween
Jose Camara, 5th grade, Marshall Elementary
October, 2011

On a Halloween night
take the freeway and go right
You’ll see a haunted house
filled with rats and a big mouse
If you try to escape
You’ll see a man with a red cape
Dare to turn around
You will see a giant hound
Don’t even go upstairs –
it will be filled with nightmares
If you stay alive
You will be attacked by a beehive
Anyways, you will be dead -
and somebody will be holding your head
•••


Halloween Rap
By Chris, Miguel and Xu Dong, Redding Elementary
 October, 2011

Trick or treat, smell my feet! Where does
the ghostly sleep?
Sleep, trick or treat lots
of sweets.
I wonder where the witches sleep?
Do they brush their teeth?
They sleep under my bed
and try to lop off my head! do
zombies come out at night or do they
stay out of sight?
Do zombies smell good or do they
stink like garbage?
Do ghosts sing?
Or do they
dance?
Is Halloween scary--should
I go out and maybe get a fright?
Trick or Treat
Should I stay inside
or go treading in the night?
•••


El Fantasma
Por Rose Mary Rivera, 5to grado, Mission Education Center

Fantasma loco eres espeluznante
Como el hombre de la nieve
Por tu color palido
Loco y feo
Oscuro envuelto
En tu manto blanco
Espiritu malo y Oscuro
Niebla tienes y tu cara y cuerpo
Lo tienes lleno
Con nieve y hielo
•••


The Ghost
by Rose Mary Rivera, 5th grade, Mission Education Center

Crazy ghost, you are terrifying
Like a snow man
With your pale color
Crazy and ugly
Dark, wrapped up
In your white blanket
Dark and Evil spirit
You have fog and your face and body
are covered
with snow and ice
•••


Today My Name Is Gothic
By Erin Garcia, Redding Elementary
October, 2011

Today my name is gothic. 
When I walk in the room,
I feel so mad.
When I change my clothes, it's always
Black
my make-up and everything is
Black
Black
Black.

Yesterday my name was Stinky.
I slept in a trash can 
next to another person like me
I felt alone.

Tomorrow my name will be crazy
I bump my head against the wall
five hundred times
confused.
•••


Hahahahahhalloween
by  Fannie Giang, Redding Elementary School
October, 2011

H
  a
    H
       a
          H
             a

Halloween.
 Creepy 
 Creepy
 Spider webs.
 Picky Picky
 Eater.
 Hahahahahahahahahaha-halloween.
 Ooooh.
 Ooooh.
 Jack,
 Yummy yummy pumpkin
 eater pumpkin eater.
 Red candy,
 gooey
 gooey
 gushy 
 gushy.
 Creepy,
 creepy

Hahahahahahahahahaha-hahalloween.
•••



Today My Name Is
by Ricky Rodriguez, 5th grade, Marshall Elementary

October, 2011

 Today my name is dragon
I feel that I am eating pizza
I pretend I am relaxing
Yesterday my name was Ricardito
I heard I was huggable
I found I was adopted
Tomorrow my name will be Ricardo
I will forget that my mom threw my soccer balls away
I will remember when I was a dragon
•••


Nothing  Will  Stop  Us  From  Soccer 
By  Hailey  Gamez, Longfellow Elementary

Longfellow is great, achieving, strong, and happy. 
Even if we lose, we are still going to keep trying.   
We still want to play.   
We are always going to be a happy school.   
There is nothing in the world that will stop us from soccer.

•••


Hoy Mi Nombre es Fuego
Por Marcela Flores, Longfellow Elementary

Hoy mi nombre es un Fuego ardiente
Siento muchas cosas
Finjo que estoy muy caliente como el fuego!

Ayer mi nombre era frio
Oí que el mundo lo sabía
Encontré muchas cosas!

Mañana mi nombre será campeona
Olvidaré que fui una mersona caliente o fria
Recordaré que soy una campeona nada mas!
•••


 I Seem to Be, But Really
by Monday Rentería, 5th grade, J. Serra Elementary
October, 2011

I seem to be a dead flower
But really, I’m a flower that grows each and every day
I seem to be a teenager messing around and watching movies with my friends
But really, I’m a sleeping dragon, awake, loud and clear.
I seem to be a black plain rock
But really I’m a shining star next to the sun
I seem to be a little girl, but I am a strong woman in the future
Really I’m a woman in the future, holding my head up and reaching the sky
I seem to be a loving girl in school and I seem to be funny and calm
But really I’m just a girl living each day by day, living and proud to be alive and in a house.
•••


Nature’s Fury Doesn’t Frighten Me
by Faith Daniels, 5th grade, J. Serra Elementary
October, 2011

Volcanoes erupting
Lightening flashing
Nature’s fury doesn’t frighten me at all.
Lava oozing and boiling
Lightening coming fast
Nature’s fury doesn’t frighten me at all.
Earthquakes rumbling
Storms destroying
Nature’s fury doesn’t frighten me at all.
No, not at all.
•••


It’s a Wonderful World, But They Made a Few Mistakes
By Mahina Novoa, 3rd grade, J. Serra Elementary
October, 2011

It’s a wonderful world, but they made a few mistakes.
Like leaving out the milk, and putting in elk.
Like no snow days, no wind days.
It’s a wonderful world, but they made a few mistakes.
Like BBQ on hot days, especially ice cream on cold days.
Like making your heart stop every second and making it start again.
Like everyone caring about someone lying.
It’s a wonderful world, but they made a few mistakes.
•••


Life Doesn’t Frighten Me at All
by Jacqueline Garcia, 5th grade, J. Serra Elementary
October, 2011

Bugs on my wall,
Spiders on my bed,
Life doesn’t frighten me.
Yellow jackets around me,
Clowns talking to me,
Ghosts in my ceiling,
Tigers chewing meat,
Life doesn’t frighten me at all, no, no,
Life doesn’t frighten me at all.
•••


I Seem to Be, But Really
by Siana Martinez, 3rd grade, J. Serra Elementary
October, 2011

I seem to be really shy,
But really, I’m not.
I seem to be a flying bird in the sky,
But really I’m just a girl who likes to eat pie.
I seem to be hyper,
But really I’m just being me.
I seem to be crazy to my sister,
But really I’m just acting.
So that is my poem and that is the end.
•••


It’s a Wonderful World, But They Made a Few Mistakes
By Ariana Resendiz, 4th grade, J. Serra Elementary
October, 2011

It’s a wonderful world, but they made a few mistakes.
Like leaving out dinosaurs, and putting in so much hate.
Like no happiness, no love,
no fairy godmothers, or putting in hugs.
Like being scared, especially being robbed.
Like needing to be hugged.
Like everybody caring too much about stuff.
Am I important? Of course I am.
My mother sees it, so does my dad.
So listen up ladies, right now, and here what I have to say.
It’s a wonderful world, but they made a few mistakes. 
Like putting in ugly, but I don’t hate. So why don’t you get that straight.
•••


Life Doesn’t Frighten Me at All
by Stacy Pérez, 5th grade, J. Serra Elementary
October, 2011

Bugs in my mouth, the restaurant in the south, life doesn’t frighten me at all.
I play in the park, but only when it’s dark, life doesn’t frighten me at all.
I hug my clown, I bought it downtown, life doesn’t frighten me at all.
I like to sing, because that’s my thing, life doesn’t frighten me at all.
I like eating flowers, because it gives me power, life doesn’t’ frighten me at all.
I see the devil, I passed the second level, life doesn’t frighten me at all.
•••


It’s a Wonderful World, But They Made a Few Mistakes
By Daniela Ballardo, 5th grade, J. Serra Elementary
October, 2011

It’s a wonderful world, but they made a few mistakes.
Like leaving out freedom, and putting in slavery.
Like no school lunch, and mean teachers.
Like needing to leave, especially when you’re having fun.
Like needing to pay the bills when you’re barely getting enough to eat.
Like everyone caring way too much about prettiness.
Like letting there be no help when a person is hurt.
Like having one teacher when there are thousands of children.
Like leaving out peace and happiness, and putting in wars and no jobs.
Like leaving out a warm shelter for everyone and putting in homeless people all over the world.
It’s a wonderful world, but they made a few mistakes.
•••


 ABC poem
By Makayla Carrico, 3rd grade, J. Serra Elementary
October, 2011

Papa making pie in the kitchen
Quietly walking down the stairs
Rufus going woof woof!
Sliced a piece of pie onto my plate
Too tired to care about the bus
U missed your math test
Volcanoes exploding in your class
Waiting in line for lunch an hour
Expelled from school
Finally back to bed, a new day begins
•••


ABC Poem
by Evelyn Pacheco, John Muir Elementary
October, 2011

Anxious 
Because I 
Cannot 
Dream
About my future.
•••


Remember Me
by Rajab Darmousa, John Muir Elementary
October, 2011

What will they say when I've gone away?
When my body's in a grave and my soul will be saved. 
I wonder if they will remember me and all the times I've played with my friends.
They've always gave me a little punch, they became my friends so darn fast.
It's like I had a magic touch, 
Or will they only talk about all the times I had to wipe my baby brother's butt. 
•••


What are Cleveland Girls…
by Cleveland Elementary School Girls’ Select Team

I’m not a
scared of boys
girl
a cry baby
girl
a mean or angry or rude
girl
a dramatic cheater
want to beat her
girl
I’m
a pretty hot
girl
a lightning fast down the field
girl
a reading books
killer looks
a smarty pants
loves to dance
girl
pony tails
and painted nails
soccer cleats
and San Francisco streets
that’s what
a Cleveland girl’s
…Made of.
•••


I Seem to Be, But Really
by Selascie Smith, J. Serra Elementary
September 2011

I seem to be a soccer player
But really I'm a poet
I seem to be good
But really I'm bad
I seem to be an ant
But really I'm a strong football player
I seem to be a strand of hair
But really I'm a person playing
I seem to be a blue whale
But really I'm a tiger shark, struggling for life

•••


I Seem to Be, But Really
by Arturo Lara, J. Serra Elementary
September 2011

I seem to be a cheetah, running in a jungle
But really I'm a dog
I seem to be a robot destroying the world
But really I'm a ninja practicing in a dojo
I seem to be a shark swimming
But really I'm a catfish
I seem to be a gorilla walking
But really I'm a bunny in a cage
I seem to be a clock tick-tocking
But really I'm a soccer ball, waiting to be kicked
I seem to be a book to be read
But really I'm a T-Rex, chasing a bird
•••


ABC Poem
by Dara Montejo Chel, Marshall Elementary
September 2011

Abby is my coach of soccer
Brigitte is my cousin.
Carla - she is aunty.
Dara – that’s my name.
Eugeño trabaja en un restaurante.
Francisco es un buen portero.
Gadiel patea la pelota muy duro.
Hormigas son rojas y trabajan fueremente.
Este is mi poem.
•••


 Dummy Bears
By Mampu Lona, Marshall Elementary
September 2011

Dummy bears are so good
Eat some more
Fat Dummy
Gummy Bears
Aww, I all out.

•••


ABC Poem
by Rubén Mejia, Marshall Elementary
September 2011

“Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep!” says my mean clock
Cooking in the kitchen all I hear is, “Zzzzz”
Dumb clock won’t be quiet
Escaping the room was like a maze
Finally, I actually woke up. “Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep,” says my mean clock,
but at least it stops.

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