Found Poem
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I am Poem
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I am the boy who wrote you last year.
Please will you write me back in your own handwriting? I got your letter and did what you said. I am in the sixth grade now in a new school in a different town. Dad drives a big truck. The truck is why my parents got divorced. I don’t have a whole lot of friends at my new school. I wish somebody would stop stealing the good stuff out of my lunchbag. I wish someday dad and bandit would pull up in front in the rig. “He lost Bandit” I said “he didn’t leave the cab door open for him when it was snowing” I’ll keep trying because I want to be a young author with my story printed. I’m going to get whoever steals from my lunch. All the kids said they wanted lunches with alarms too. I did have one question I wanted to ask Mrs. Badger. “Mrs. Badger, did you ever meet Boyd Henshaw?” |
I am Miss White
Teaching students the fun in writing. I teach because it is like A sunny day at the beach. I love hearing laughing little children. I am Miss White A teacher who never wants to quit teaching. |