A new head wrap and more "Where I'm From" poetry

 I got a head wrap (what I call it).

 It's a Buff from the Deluth online catalog.

I wear it to cover my ears when I am working outside.

Ever since I watched a certain Twilight Zone episode,

I go a little crazy if something buzzes my ears.

There are many ways  you can wear it,

but I choose the head band look.

I only cover my head with it

when my hair is already a mess.

The blue illustrations 

are the different ways you can wear the buff.

It is a long stretchy tube.

I wasn't sure whether I would like it,

but I do!

There is a format poem

titled "Where I'm From."

that I teach every year

at the end.

There is a lesson plan

complete with samples,

worksheets,

and directions.

Normally on a format poem,

they have to follow the directions

precisely.

However, with this one

I loosened up.

I just wanted to get them to write

about their lives, homes, families, etc.

Only two boys could not write one,

but I simply asked questions

like "Do you like to hunt?

Do you hunt on your own land?

Who's the cook in the family?

What are  your favorites from that cook?

How about Grandma's cooking?"

and so on.

Five of my six classes wrote it --

both general and advanced.

The examples here 

are from my two freshmen general English students.

Hope you enjoy them!

The above is from a rough-looking

and tough-acting boy

with a heart of gold

who always did poorly in English.

He took great pride is his As and Bs

in my class.

He and I didn't start off well,

but we came to an understanding 

and met each other halfway.

On the last day, he told me that he would miss me.

And that's why I teach.

The one above is one I helped create with my questions.

The boy has a learning disability.

He did not have to write 15 lines.

I had two bulletin boards full

of these poems.

The students enjoyed reading each other's poems.

I told them to put their names on the back

for anonymity.

Not all complied as usual.

There were a total of 108 poems.

I took off for grammar mistakes,

because I proof-read the rough drafts

before they were permitted to type

the final ones.