Wolverton English, Northwestern High School

I have changed as a writer because at first I never liked to write; now I do.  I use stronger words to make my writing exciting.  Plus this is a nice class with a nice teacher that helps you understand your work.  M. M.

I have changed many ways as a writer.  I have learned to use dialogue correctly.  Also I learned to write in paragraphs instead of writing in one big block.  Also I learned how to introduce characters with dialogue.  The last thing I learned is to use descriptive and strong words.  D. A.

I can create more ideas and details.  I use less time to play.  I use more time working than misbehaving.  I see writing from a different perspective.  I don’t need as much help as I used to.  K. M.

When I write I learn how to spell some words.  I think if I keep writing I will get better.  It helps my hand writing.  It helps me think.  The character has to have a place to go in the story.  T. C.

I have changed as a writer because I learned how to use strong words.  I also learned how to use dialogue.  I like to write stories more now.  Other reasons I’ve changed as a writer is I use better adventures and detailed sentences.

I am more advanced by using dialogue in my writing.  I am getting better at imagining my character.

I have changed by writing my stories better.  I use dialogue when my characters are talking.  I am learning to use punctuation.  I use quotation marks when someone is saying something.  I am making my stories more interesting.  I am grabbing the readers attention making the stories fun to read.  A. R.

I have changed in many ways.  First, I have learned to take my time reading.  Second, I have learned how to do reading and writing workshop.  Third, I have added more details to my stories.  Fourth, I have learned how to mark text.  S. B.

I have changed a lot.  I can write much beter and I can think about more things to write about.  Also, I can write neater.  I really like to read and correct what I have already written.  T. E.

I changed by being in Mrs. Wolverton’s class.  She taught me to write a good story.  She told me to start focusing more on my work.  She gives me good ideas for my stories.  She taught me how to use dialogue.  And I get better at writing when I go to her classroom every fifth hour.  She dives into my mind and teaches me how to do better things in writing stories.  L. C.

I have changed by using dialogue for my characters.  I added more characters so that the story can be more interesting.  I do have a little bit of trouble with the story but I try to make it more interesting.  I think adding dialogue would make the story look and sound good.  In my story the characters sound real happy so that’s why I want to write more dialogue.  E. M.

I have changed by writing more with dialogue.  I can think on paper and be more open.  I can know more about writing skills.  I can add more characters and I’m learning more about punctuation.  I am learning where to put dialogue and I’m learning about making paragraphs.  I am learning to write a rough draft and I’m learning about making characters speak and about points of view.  I’m also learning about putting more time into my paper and writing on the paper.  L. H.

I have changed as a writer by knowing more skills to write with.  I use dialogue now.  I am using more and bigger words.  I am able to write more now.  M. W.

I learned to think out loud more.  Becoming a writer makes me more of a mature person.  This is my teacher of two years, one of the nicest teachers in the school, Ms. Wolverton.  I also learned that I can start my story with “His name is…” if I try to build suspense and write like a writer.  M. K.

I think more about writing.  I think when I am writing.  Now I can picture what is happening in the story that I am reading or writing.  C. R.

I changed as a writer because I know how to use dialogue better.  I write more than ever because I write short stories.  I like to make text sometimes in stories.  I introduce characters in my story.  When they speak I know to start a new paragraph.  The reason I learned all of this is because I needed to learn more about writing and reading.  T. V.

I have changed a lot since I have come in Ms. Wolverton’s class.  I’ve learned how to do dialogue and more things.  She has taught me how to put quotations between two people when they are talking.  We’re reading a piece about seventh grade and using it as a mentor text.  T. H.

I changed because I used to just bundle up my sentences together.  I didn’t know how to make my sentences right.  Then I had learned not to use “and” in all of my sentences.  Why?  Because I’m not trying to get an “E” like I used to.  I’m trying to get a sweet “A” in my classes now.  K. H.

What has changed about me in writing workshop is I write more than I ever did in my life.  I think of more things to write.  I can feel it and see what the person in the story is going to throw and it’s easy to become me and the character.  A. A.

I am able to understand more things about writing.  I started my own little book about a good time in my life.  I have become more aware of writing symbols.  I want to write more now.  I think I changed because I’ve been doing so much story writing and so much writing.  Now I am more interested in writing and learning about writing.  T. S.

I have changed as a writer by using dialogue in a story.  Writing more is getting me better at writing.  I can add more characters to the story.  I know the character has to have a problem which means having a conflict.  I am learning to write bigger words.  M. C.

I have become more related to writing.  I mastered some of my skills in writing.  I started to learn how to use dialogue.  I also can use strong words.  I think I changed because writing is something I like to do.  It is making the experience of writing better.  Writing is very interesting to me so I will hopefully become a very good writer.  D. T.

I changed as a writer by writing more.  I have changed by using strong words.  I have changed by using dialogue.  I have changed by writing in paragraphs.  I have changed by having someone read what I wrote and tell me what corrections I could make.  H. B.

I changed as a writer because I know I have to get more into my story by adding more details.  I need to focus, think on paper.  N. B.

I learned how to think about the story and add on to the story.  I think when I’m writing to know what I’m writing.  T. B.

I learned how to organize my paragraphs.  I am learning to think as a writer to start my writing better.  A. B.

I have changed a lot because I know how to write dialogue.  I learned how to write and think at the same time.  I learned how to change things in a story when needed.  I learned how to free write anything like about what just happened.  I also learned how to think when reading and ask questions to the reading.  I’ve also changed my writing by being more detailed.  S. K.

I am changing my ways as a writer.  I put in more experiences in my writing.  D. C.

I am changing by writing neater and making sure I have not misspelled words or not used punctuation.  When you write you are improving as a writer.  L. S.

I changed by doing dialogue and reading mentor texts and looking at mystery stories and realistic fiction for ideas.  I changed as a writer because I learned from Ms. Wolverton and the mentor texts.  I learned a lot from Ms. Wolverton.  C. L.

I changed as a writer by writing more, by wanting to write more, and by writing better.  S. W.

I have changed from normal to a writer because I practice writing in Ms. Wolverton’s class.  It’s sometimes boring to write but not all the time.  A. S.

I have changed because now I have good grades in class.  I have changed my writing by trying to do my best.  I have learned a lot of things in class that my teacher has taught me.  I use a lot of detail in my writing and focusing on my work.  I have learned by paying attention to what the teacher is telling me.  J. W.

I really have not changed as a writer.  I write a little more.  I let people read my stories and I don’t usually let people read my work.  I enjoy reading more.  I pick my own topics from memories.  Writing is okay.  I write more and I’m learning how to talk to the text.  C. R.

I am not sure yet how I’ve changed as a writer or if I ever have, but I did learn what it means to “fake read.”  O. G.

I have not changed as a writer at all because I hate writing.  It’s so boring and 90% of the time I have writer’s block and that sucks.  E. K.

I have changed as a writer because now I actually think before I write.  I also think about what I write.  I have changed as a writer because now I know what to write about.  Before I started taking this class I didn’t know what to write about but my lovely and brilliant teacher, Mrs. Wolverton, taught me the art of writing.  J. B.

I changed as a writer because I focus more on my writing and I brainstorm and write rough drafts every day.  I am becoming a better writer.  M. C.

I have improved on my writing and like to read more.  I know how to use dialogue in my writing and make a point and use details.  I like to write and talk about my writing and I can improve.  I learned to describe my characters and do a chapter story.  J. T.

I changed as a writer because I now can understand what thinking on paper is.  I now understand how to think out loud.  I now know how to talk to the text.  I now know how to be an “A” writing student.  I now know how to to write an “A+” paper.  I know dialogue.  I know how to think creatively on paper.  W. C.

I think I changed as a writer because now I could just look at something and think of a story that has happened to me.  I can look out the window and I could write a story.  S. M.

I look at my work to see what I am missing.  I can add more to my writing, maybe even ask people what they think about my writing.  D. P.

I reflect by thinking about what I read and write.  I am thinking like a writer.  D. G.

I am starting to use more dialogue.  I also write with a lot of details.  I plan my work differently.  I learned how to talk to the text.  I also think out loud.  J. B.

I know how to use dialogue.  I learned how to turn long, long paragraphs into shorter ones.  I learned how to take people and make them talk together.  I know how to make problems for my characters and fix them.  I found out how ot put my writing into paragraphs.

I think I have changed as a writer because I never used to know what to write about but my cool teacher. Mrs. Wolverton, explains to me what there is to write about.  She tells me that there is a story in everything.  She tells me to write about something that happened to you whether it was funny, sad, or what made you mad.  J. S.

I think that writing made me better because I write about a lot of things.  Writing is my favorite subject now.  D. M.

I learned what punctuation is.  I know how to use dialogue.  I know how to indent.  By being here I have become a better writer.  L. Y.

I have changed as a writer because I know how to use point of view.  I know how to ask questions to yourself as you read.  We also learned how to relate reading to your own life.  I learned that you are never done writing.  We always reread and revise what we write.  I learned how to use inner voice.

I changed because I know how to start a story without problems.  I have started to get more ideas in my head.  I have been pulling stories from my real life.  I try really hard to do the best I can and I show it in my work.  I have changed my writing by believing in myself and telling myself that I know I can do it if I try.  C. R.

I think I’m getting better at writing stories.  I have learned mostly everything about writing, things like fictional narrative and letting my story write itself.  D. B.

[tags: writer's workshop, writing, teaching writing]

Snapping the ball,

My job is clear,

I have to stop them,

From getting near.

“Stay down low”

My coach told me,

“Knock hom down

that’s the key”

He almost got by me,

Thats the worst,

And then it was like

I got a speed burst.

With my new found strength,

I breezed right past,

I hit him so hard,

His leg shattered like glass.

They took him away,

he could have had fame,

but now it’s true,

his team lost the game.

I didn’t kill her,

Don’t listen to them,

I didn’t do it,

I swear,

Take him instead.

I’m being taken away,

The handcuffs hurt my wrists,

I didn’t do it Sarah,

you believe me, right sis?

It’s been 20 years,

I’m being executed soon,

They’re taking me into

very dark room.

The lights turn on,

Thoughts race through my head,

They inject me with something,

And now I’m dead…..

DEEP down inside,

I feel so sick,

I feel like I’m being threatened,

WITH life or death,

AND I can’t pick.

THERE’S this feeling I get,

THAT I just can’t find,

WHEN I get this feeling,

IT puts me in a bind.

THERE’S so many things,

INSIDE my head,

THAT I think I’d rather

LOSE it instead!!

BUT I’ll go in the rain.

AND scream aloud,

MAYBE then I’ll feel some what proud.

ALL these times,

THAT you and me lied,

IT wouldn’t matter,

BECAUSE I’ve still got that sickness,

DEEP DOWN INSIDE

I feel so sick,

EVERY single day,

SINCE we broke up,

I think this is your way,

OF making me pay.

BUT then I think back,

ON all our lies,

AND I finally see,

THE FATAL TEARS BEHIND YOUR EYES.

WHY do I live this way?

AND why can’t I think of things to say?

I wish I could just fall today,

AND wake up with in a world of shame.

I’D go out in the rain,

AND scream aloud in all pain.

I’LL yell to the sky in vain,

EVERYDAY I think i’m going more….

…INSANE…

I dance with stars

as the stars dance

with the moon.

Dance star light

to the moonlight.

Dance all the way

to the mall

as the moon opens

to the hall.

As I look into the mirror

It reminds me of looking into

another world,

like a parallel universe.

Whn you look at a picture

do you wonder if

to them we’re just

a picture?

Some people don’t look at things that way

but I do, because, well, I’m different.

See to me the world

is just a window, we’re

looking up when someone’s

looking down.

We sometimes go searching for

things that’s right in front

of our faces.

Sometimes people just need to realize

and look out the window

we call life.

Mike Vick the QB

He’s fast on his feet

he spins

he shakes

he can juke all day

he’s the MVP for today.

1 40 rushing  yards

2 toughdowns

3 touchdown passes

Isn’t that good entertainment

did you see his agressiveness?

It makes you want to try someday.

You have to practice all day

and practice all night

and always stay bright.

Ice cream ice cream

cherry on top

how many boyfriends

do you got?

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

let’s just sit

down and eat trix

Yes no maybe

so, yes no maybe so.

I have deep feelings for her,

yet she doesn’t have a clue

she is as lovely as a thousand moons.

I will be able to tell her how I

feel soon, I love the way she moves

the way she thinks and how she looks.

She is so gorgeous, so graceful and

so intelligent.  I love her so because

she is the love I will never forget.

Crickets cricking

winds blowing soils good grass growing.

The night sky rest the streets

are empty and the air

is sometimes gimpy.  So the birds

stop chirping and the crickets stop

cricking people are sleeping and so

we wait ’til the next day

we shall wait.

It happens to everyone

no not just one but a ton

when in happens we all cry

we all ask, why?

maybe it’s a good thing

but what joy will it bring

none at all, not a bit

how could it

happen to someone so young and innocent

maybe it was just his time to go.

Crashing

not a good thing

life flashes in front of you

helpless

just got to hope you get through it

glass shatters in your face

bones break

blood runs down your face

police sirens

people screaming

can’t move

have to stay calm.

One thing I hate

most about

the world is

trash talk.

They say a lot

of awful things that

hurt so many

others.

They call them

names and

hurt their friends.

But in the

end their

trash talk hurts them

Yes, people look

at the world around

you.

Just don’t listen

walk away

stick up for

the little people

let them know

you’re there.

And it’s okay

don’t let their words get

to your head

they’ll ruin your

concentration

don’t listen to

their trash talk

’cause it’s their

mind they’re

wasting.

It’s slipping away

your love for me

it’s going away

too fast to see.

It once was there

but now it’s

gone

you once had me

in your arms.

Now it’s slipping, slipping

away

like sand through

your fingers

It’s slipping away

like a cool

summer breeze

You’re slipping away

away from me

with each passing

hour and

each passing day

you, your love, is

slipping away.

Head cold that’s

what I got a stupid

head cold my ears are

going out I’m losing

my voice, my nose is

running and my head is

pounding.

I just wish my stupid

head cold would just

go away

I’m breathing loud

hey what can I say

I’m sock I have to deal

with it any way

Wanted to stay at home

but my mean old mom said

NO.  I’m stuck with that old

head cold.

What do you call a home?

It’s a place I can go to be alone

somewhere I feel glad.

To eat and the dinner table with my mom and dad.

I can play with brothers

and share memories with my mother.

Have parties when we want to

in the living room watching t.v.

This is what a home is to me!

Dreams of tomorrow might never come true.

So go ahead

Do what you gotta do.

If you gotta tell someone you love them…

Then do it while you hug them

If you gotta tell someone goodbye

go on, ‘cuz now’s the time.

‘Cuz dreaming of tomorrow and waiting for

tomorrow might never come true

So now’s the time to do what you have to

do.

I hate poems

because they sometimes are wack

I hate poems

because it is a slowed down rap

I hate poems

but I write them anyway

because I will get detention

If I don’t do what the teacher say

I hate poems

because they make me wanna scream

All I can say is

when will I wake up from this dream.

I hate poems

because they are so long

Sometimes I think

they are longer than a song

I hate poems

I hate poems.

It’s green, smooth,

you can use it anywhere,

buy yourself

something

throw

away your cares.

but if you lose

control of it,

and you let it

gain control,

money can be

the thing

in life that

puts you in a

hole.

I know the person I love is gone

so what’s the point?

I can sit and cry and know it’s not wrong

knowing he’s in a better place now.

I ask myself why

and still wonder how.

I saw my dad cry, that was the last straw.

As I look back at that time

seeing me clenching my jaw.

So much pain in my head

I heard the news while lying in bed.

To know that my brother is gone

all I can do is sit and cry

and I’m not worried about getting seen

’cause I know it’s not wrong.

So many memories

so many stories

that i’m not ready to share.

Even though I know some people care

I know the person I love is gone

and I see no point.

You’re perfect

because everyting you do

makes me smile…

because every second I spend with you

is worthwhile…

Because when you laught at me

I laugh too…

Because everyone can see

that I am devoted to you

Because I love your eyes

and the way they shine

because you don’t tell lies

and look fine when you whine

Because when you get mad

you can’t hide it

because even when you’re sad

I can find it

Because the way you hold me

sends shivers down my spine

because your spirit’s so free

it makes you so fine!

Because I never stop thinking about you

it’s just not fair

because you’re so perfect for me

no one else can compare.

Watch where you’re goind when you walk in the street

it was cold outside and the light wasn’t bright

and that’s only because it was 11 o’clock at night.

I was walking down the street when I head a loud beep

it was a truck driven by the two rappers Mobb Deep

They were playing loud music and not watching their

steering

and that is te reason why they hit that deer

The deer immediately died

the girls in the truck cried

not even caring Mobb Deep just signed

The deer was innocent and not that fat

he only ran in the street to escapt from the bobcat
But Mobb Deep didn’t care

but they knew it wasn’t fair

Cuz’ the deer was eleven

got hit before he could county to seven.

But at least they all knew he will peacefully sleep in heaven.

The day after you

were born the world

froze.  They day after

you were born

all the volcanoes

explode.

The day after you

were born the

water rose and

crashed through

all of the buildings.

The day after you

were born you see

everyone running

and screaming.

You wonder why, why,

why is everyone crying

Why are they screaming what is that

blue stuff.  What will

I do!

It’s cold, so cold!

Why am I crying,

Why am I turning…

we say he froze

to death.

We JUST don’t know

what he said he can’t

speak yet.  He’s just

a baby.

We don’t know he said

anything, we don’t know

he couldn’t finish what

he was saying.  We cared

too much about ourselves

to save the baby.

That’s what doctors

should say.  We were

too busy screaming.

The only time we noticed

was that he was so cold

he was blue.  We felt his

pulse.  Nothing.  Only one

day after you were born.

You died.

As I dribble the ball up the court

I can feel the pressure as it heads to the fourth.

Exhausted and tired from playing read hard

I shot the jumper from way far

I stare to watch the shot go to the basket

It hops in, my fans start screaming fantastic!

We win the game I’m screaming happily

They were sad but they congratulated me!

Some say I’m too fat

Some say I’m too skinny

But I don’t believe all that

I am who I am

I don’t have to be

Someone I don’t want to be

Because I wanna be me.

My family is in my

heart my family is

the one who

gave me a start.

If your family is

not in your heart

you will have someone

to give you a start.

Your family can show

you emotions and you

can show emotion back

so if your family

is not very nice please

give the help and show

them advice.

Cars is fast

cars take cash.

There are many

different kinds.

Shapes, signs, and symbols.

And they are shiny like a dime.

This poem is wack

I can admit that.

But I need a good grade

to make it in life, and get paid.

So all you haters

please back up off of me.

Because I came to school

to get a J.O.B.

Money is a problem that people concerned

they don’t go to school ’cause they don’t wanna learn,

they try to dance so they lean wit’ it rock wit’ it,

and the dude down the street looking for a blockhead,

to some ladies ‘yo excuse me miss and to others I gotta go,

do the wrong thing and the po’po at ‘yo door,

I’ts kinda sad when people pass,

running down the street he running fast,

I tried to make some paper then it went the wrong way,

I probably won’t live to see the next day.

I like hooping ’cause

I like to hear the ball

go coop.  I like to see

the hoopers run up and down the court

and the tallest dude dunk

all over a dork

up on the hooper’s favorite

court.

I have a lot of uno’s

in my life.  In a few years

I’m adding

an

extra for my wife.

Another of my uno’s

is my mom.  I love

her so much you

can name

me Tom.

Some other uno’s

are my sisters

Sometimes I want

to kill

them but I’ll

kill for them.

Long ago I meet a sad girl

who was stiff and cold

no one to love, her father walked out

on her.  She grew mad.

Feeling bad I wanted to help

but her cold heart

wouldn’t let me.

But

that was

long ago.

You are strong,

don’t fit in,

where you do not belong.

You are yourself,

don’t try to be anyone else.

It’s your mind,

don’t try to put yourself behind,

or try to put yourself on the line.

Be who you want to be,

yourself which is either he or she,

you can accomplish anything you please,

if you can just see.

All the right goals,

that your life holds,

which you will unfold,

someday,

today,

or this Monday.

I don’t know where I am,

but I feel so all alone.

I wish someone would

come and get me,

and come and take me home.

I hear this crazy song,

rushing in my head.

I still don’t know where I am,

I feel so out of line.

The perfect loser is someone who is a

chronic loser

someone who never wins is a perfect

loser

someone who doesn’t mind losing is a perfect loser

someone who likes to lose is a perfect

loser

someone who loses a lot wins at

losing a lot.

someone who is a perfect loser thinks

about losing a lot.

It’s a simple word

but have you heard that

Dus has sisters and brothers…

There’s…Dust, Just, Bust, Rust and

their parents Must and Trust.

They’re all related Truly.

Their family is still growing.

My dog’s name is Mandy

and she loves candy.

She had nice black fur

We loved her for sure.

We miss her dearly

you see that clearly.

She loved us and

we loved her…

We miss her fairly.

The good times

are when I played on

the swing as I swung

back and forth like I have

wings as I feel the breeze

as my heart drops

when I am in the air.

It blows through the winds

peaceful and free that’s what it stand for

It’s been through was, rain, sleet, and snow

It stands for freedom, liberty, and justice.

It brings us together through ahrd times

No matter how old it gets, it will stay

From the 50 stars to the 13 stripes

The American flag will never be forgotten

Life is getting harder

as each day passes

drugs, rape, violence and crime

is happening everywhere

everyday all the time

I think about how I’m

going to survive in this world

wondering if my heart will

stop because I hear no beat

Surviving in the winter with

no shoes on my feet

no coat on my back

praying every night to God because the

life that I once had

is rolling away from me.  It ran

me over as I peaded to

let me be.  Now I’m cold and

lonely.  But when I saw your face

a light shone upon me and we’re

together and you love me so

and now that

we are together I’ll

never let you go.

Love is something you think you know,

But when you fall in love,

it’s not how you thought it would go,

he left you alone all by yourself,

he took all the good memories off the shelf.

Love is like sometimes living in hell,

or sometimes like living in a crowded shell,

your skies were blue but now they’re gray

and sometimes you wonder why he took his love away.

What’s really good.

Dude you tell me you love me

you say I turn you on by

the way I walk

the way I talk

my hair

my style

and how I could always make you smile

the way I keep it real

never lie

Dude, you say I’m the most real person you see

but yet

walking down the hall

I can see you out of the corner of my eye

you act as if you don’t want to see me

I just want to go up to you

but you act as if I’m not even there.

If you’re in front of ‘yo boyz

you want to act as if everything’s all good

as if I’m ‘yo baby

You used to come up to my locker and all

walking down these halls.

Dude, you even made me feel like I was somebody

you would call me up to your locker and just tell me you

loved me

Dude, you would put your hands around my

waist and pull me close to you

and just when I least expected it you would kiss

me on the neck.

We used to talk about everything

Dude, you said the sweetest things

I thought you were the sweetest person inside

and that everybody was just hating on  you

but late I started to see the real you

the person under all the nice

clothes

360 waves

all white forces

diamond earring

dancing

cute smile

with all the girls around him

For once I saw the real you

the you that wanted to take advantage of who??

Me!!

dude

what’s really good?