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Hands on Stanzas, the educational outreach program of the Poetry Center of Chicago places professional, teaching Poets in residence at Chicago Public Schools across the city. Poets teach the reading, discussion, and writing of poetry to 3 classes over the course of 20 classroom visits, typically from October through April. Students improve their reading, writing, and public speaking skills, and participating teachers report improved motivation and academic confidence. You can contact Cassie Sparkman, Director of the Hands on Stanzas program, by phone: 312.629.1665 or by email: csparkman(at)poetrycenter.org for more information.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Ode to the BambooSnakeFishFly

Today we read Pablo Neruda's "The Turtle" and spoke about Odes. We enjoyed Neruda's poem of praise. And, though we liked the turtle, the students became creators of their own new animals. The students then wrote their own odes to their fabulous new creations.

Take a look!

Ms. Mitchell's class: 5th grade


Ode to the Flapper
Ceclia F.





The Flapper who stutters
and fights and picks certain
animals to poke with his horns
so the opponent won't eat
his two-headed fish.
He has the power that Flappers
could use under water. He eats
seals and much more. He lives
under the water and flies too.
The colorful flapper that looks
like a lollipop with a hundred colors.
He is brave and a hard fighter.







Ode to the SnakeFishTale
Leslie P.



The SnakeFishTale who swims around the lakes waddling out on the sidewalks.
How he eats ants and chases little kids around. The Snake Fish Tale with
one pink eye that can be out in the lake or in the
jungle with a horn of rhino and goes around eating their friends and scaring
them by making weird noises that no one on earth had heard
before. The SnakeFishTale that died because it has spent too much time out in earth.




Ode to the BamboojumperLizader
Arniece W.




The BambooumperLizader who eats snakes
covered in chocolate from the jungle named Marc.
And it loves to see its prey hiding
around in tiny tiny places with its eyes
looking at it like a hawk, like it is a fish.

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