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BROMWELL ELEMENTARY SCHOOL (214)
2500 East
Fourth Avenue,
80206-4214
(Columbine Street at East Fourth Avenue)
Telephone:
(303) 388-5969
Fax: (720) 424-9355
E-mail: Bromwell@dpsk12.org
Mr. Jonathan Wolfer, Principal
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A-6 Class Poems
For several years, my students created one big poem together to reflect on some experience we shared in our classroom community. Here they are...
September 11:
Twenty-Three Voices in a Mosaic
A Class Poem from 2001
I woke up.
I looked around my room.
Something was strange. I could feel it.
I woke up and couldn’t get back to sleep.
My mom carried me
into the room with the t.v.
My mom rushed in
and said “Wake up! Wake up!”
and of course I woke up
because she was yelling and hollering
but I did not know why.
I got woke up
and stumbled into the kitchen
and saw my mom watching t.v.
My mom never watches t.v. so I was surprised.
The telephone rang
It was my dad
He said I needed
to wake up my mom and turn on the t.v.
My mom was in the kitchen with the t.v. on so I asked:
“Why are watching t.v.? You only watch t.v. at night.”
I had a bad feeling.
I had been watching my show for about ten minutes
then it was interrupted.
I hate the news
so I wasn’t paying attention.
I wasn’t really aware of what was happening
until I had been watching for
a few minutes.
I saw the crash.
I saw the crash when it happened.
I almost screamed.
My mom said “Go feed the dogs,” so I did.
My mom told me to go get dressed.
...to go play video games.
...to go eat breakfast.
So I did.
The phone rang and rang again
my dad answered it...
from the way he was talking I knew it was my mom.
I watched my mom
frantically trying to call my relatives.
My mom was so worried
she tried to call but all the phone lines were down.
My mom was in tears,
and so was my dad.
I asked what had happened.
Slowly I ate my breakfast.
I didn’t know what to think.
Before I had enough time
to ask any questions we were up
and out of the house.
I thought it was just another day at school.
I didn’t know anything was happening
until some kids told me.
We were just hanging
around and then everybody started talking
about something.
They rushed up and said to me,
“Did you hear about the news?
Did you hear about the news?”
At first
I didn’t really
think it was that big of a deal.
“Was this a big accident?” I asked somebody.
When they started to talk more about it,
I knew it was worse.
We talked about who might have done it.
When my teacher came to the door
a kid yelled out, “Were they kamikazes?”
another kid yelled: “Is it going to be World War Three?”
Everyone came in and sat on floor.
Our teacher talked to us about what had happened.
Some of us knew more about it than he did.
He took attendance and lunch count.
It was very sad.
I was a bit nervous the rest of the day.
Later, my dad showed up.
His work was closed.
My mom took me home.
Her office was closed.
She felt safer with me at home.
Our principal came around to all the classrooms.
He said he would tell us if anything else happened but nothing did.
Later he announced that all afterschool activities were cancelled.
The day was quiet.
The day was almost normal.
But inside I was really scared.
School got out, just like always.
I was planning to walk home myself,
but my mom came and got me.
I was glad to be home.
We watched the news all night.
My parents just sat there all night.
Finally, I went to bed.
I felt horrible about all the people missing.
I hope they don't attack anymore.
I hope there is not a war.
I couldn't fall asleep.
I got my flag out of the basement and put it up.
I said the Pledge of Allegiance before I went to sleep,
and I felt better.
Goodnight, mom and dad...
Goodnight, pets... Goodnight, America.
Four Snow Days
A Class Poem from 2003
We watched the television news eagerly
or listened to the radio hopefully
looking out the window desperately
Ian’s dad went on the internet
Skye’s dad called her on the phone
Rory’s sister woke him up with the news
Callie woke up just before nine, afraid she was late
Max slept in a long, long time...
and
then...
That morning
That first snow-day, school-is-closed morning
Liam saw three feet of sparkling snow whitely covering the gloomy ground
The storm buried all of Denver, silent and still,
but brought new winter life to our gardens, parks, and yards
Chuck charged outside, climbed huge snow mountains
his boots sticking with every step
he struggled up to the top, then slid back down
Mason dove into every drift, right and left, like a dolphin
Nikita tunneled in her yard and made a fort under her trampoline
but Miles climbed up to the roof
then jumped off into the puffy powdery snow below
Callie made her first snowman ever, all-by-herself.
She named it “April,” and gave it a carrot nose and chocolate malt ball eyes.
Angelica made a snowman
and used marshmallows: white eyes in a white snowman
Elise was in a snowball fight, five to one! And against all boys!
But she brought her dog, Lucy, and the boys were scared and ran inside.
Logan and his sister, like wildlife researchers, wanted to take his hamster outside
but his sleepy dad said “No, he’ll freeze,” so they just went and watched t.v.
Not Amanda. She did take her bunny outside, in the back yard.
It jumped out of her arms, and sunk in the snow, and then scrambled back inside
Ian’s cat escaped through the front door
but he came in by himself through the cat door in back
Erik was in a slushy, sliding snowball war
with forts everywhere: on the street, on the front lawn, on top of the hill!
Colin struggled home with snow in his boots,
tripped, fell over a fallen branch.
Colin stayed inside after that!
Skye and Morgan helped a woman with a broken foot
get back into her house across the street
A fire truck got stuck in the snow on Stacey’s street
She helped dig it out of the snow
Dylan watched all the healthy kids go by.
He stayed inside, sick,
looking out his bedroom window.
Max built a cool igloo but it collapsed the next day...
Five people could fit inside Alexa’s igloo!
Pierce and Ian found an abandoned igloo in the park,
it was smelly so they poked plenty of air holes!
Aris had a power outage (a four-day one, too)
so he built an igloo, seven feet tall!
but finally he went to a hotel and watched t.v.
Rory stayed inside, just him and his Playstation
level after level, 6... 7... 8... 9... oops! Try again!
Aujaunae didn’t go out either
she stayed inside the whole time, safe and warm
and heard about snowy adventures from her cousin
Elizabeth built a snowman on Tuesday, fought a fever on Wednesday,
shoveled her porch on Thursday, went to a friend’s house on Friday
Sophie played outside every day, laughing, falling, snowball-fighting,
then went in by the fire, wrapped in a blanket
with the nice warm steam of hot chocolate brewing
Over the four days
almost all of us went out to play in the snow...
quite a lot of us lost power in our homes...
some of us saw each other and played together...
a few of us went sledding and snow-balling with Mr. R
...when he ripped his pants in back!
Then, finally,
the snow days were over.
It was time to get back to normal...
back to our regular school schedule...
yep, it was time for...
SPRING BREAK!
A-6's Eclipse (11/08/03)
A Class Poem from 2003
Mr. R was in Boulder, at Mustard's Last Stand
looking up at the night with a hot dog in his hand,
wondering if his students also looked up high
at the strange and beautiful sight in the sky.
Back in Denver, some didn't... but some did.
It was a different story with each fourth grade kid.
For instance, Mason knew it was coming soon
but then he forgot to look for the moon!
And Calla did not see anything lunar --
she thought it would come much sooner.
Ellen went outside and checked too early,
the moon was still white and pearly.
Katie had no idea the eclipse would appear
she was just sitting inside on her rear!
Anne was reading an interesting book,
her dad went out to have a look,
her sister tried to interrupt,
but Anne stayed in to finish that book up!
Tatiana was watching a movie, laughing madly
so she missed the eclipse (sadly).
Jessie missed it because she was so very sick.
She was sleeping inside like a rock, or maybe a stick.
Dylan was also sick in bed, that's why he missed it;
Alexandra and Kevin both forgot to checklist it!
Still...
Some fourth graders saw the night-time's glories
Here are those kids, and their stories...
Keegan was one. He saw the eclipse up there,
but he was sick, too, so he didn't much care.
Not Pearl. She was riding in her car,
looking up at all the stars.
Then up there, in the sky,
she saw the full moon riding high.
Amanda looked up wiht a sigh
as she saw the moon floating by.
Garen saw it from the corner of his eye.
The eclipse was starting to intensify.
Ryan had his camera to get some clips
and then he saw it, the lunar eclipse!
Aaron walked out the door
and there it was, lunar eclipse galore!
They saw the shadow grow and grow.
Even though it seemed to move so slow,
the moon entirely disappeared.
It was actually quite wonderful and weird.
The moon could no longer could be seen
there was only blackness where it had been.
It had entirely vanished
Just as if it had been banished!
Then it slowly came back into view
White, then grey, then orange and red too.
Kassandra and Madelyn were in a car
and saw the eclipse shining from afar.
David watched a bit of it that night
and he thought it was quite a sight.
Peter saw it on a news commercial on t.v.
while watching some movie rated PG.
Max's mom called him out.
When he saw it, he wanted to shout.
Bryce was already outside in the back
as the moon turned black.
Alex looked over the roofs up at the eclipse
in the sky where the moon seemed to be fixed.
Naomi and her family watched, too
as the moon changed hue.
Christian saw the moon turn dark, then red,
but then his dad ordered him to bed.
If you missed it, don't worry, you'll get another chance
to see it and holler, or to laugh and dance.
And when next eclipse happens, years from today,
wherever we are, let's remember the way
we wrote together, and learned and played,
and all our stories from Bromwell's fourth grade.
Back to A-6: Mr. Replogle's Fourth Grade Classroom
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