I Remember

I Remember
Javier N.

I remember the first time I opened my eyes, it was clear.
I remember the first day of school, I was shy.
I remember when I could walk.

I remember the time when it was my birthday.
I remember the first day at the beach and I was swimming and playing with sand.
I remember the first day of Christmas. It was the best Christmas ever.
I remember those memories. They were good memories.

I Remember
Philip D.

I remember when I went to my first Cubs game.
I remember the first time I learned to swing.
I remember the first time I was on a baseball team.
I remember when I got a D in math.
I remember when I first had outdoor recess.
I remember when I got hit with a belt and pretended to cry.
I remember when I broke our front window and was banned from using a soccer ball in the house.
I remember when I first went to Mexico, riding on the goats.
I remember I remember when I went to a fireworks store. It was awesome.
I remember when I was batman for Halloween.
I remember when I went on my first trip over 15 hours
I remember when I used to get wet when the pump was open.
I remember everything from birth until now.

I Remember
Monica R.

I remember when my grandma would take care of me when my parents were at work.
I remember falling off the motorcycle on my birthday.
I remember when it was my first day at Pasteur School and when I met my best friend.
I remember those rainy days, having to stay inside.
I remember my first doll and still having it now.
I can remember a lot of things, but that is what’s best about having a memory.

I Remember
Jose P.

I remember when I first went to Mexico.
I remember when I broke the car window and everything shattered.
I remember when I found 50 dollars.
I remember when I broke my hand and my bone popped out.
I remember when I played my first soccer game.
I remember when I played my first football game.
I remember when I made my first goal.
I remember when I made my first touchdown.
I remember the first day of 7th grade. I was nervous.
I remember when I first dove into 13 feet.

I Remember
Jazlynn V.

I remember the first time my sister was stung by a bee.
I remember the day I moved to a new home.
I remember the day my dad painted the living room, my mom’s room, and my room.
I remember the day someone stole my dog.
I remember the time I rode my bike.
I remember my first birthday party.
I also remember the day I had a baby brother.

I Remember
Jesus A.

I remember when I had my first day of school
I remember my first tooth.
I remember the time when my first tooth fell.
I remember I put it in my pillow and the next day I had 20 dollars.
I remember my first doctor’s appointment.
I remember my first communion.
I remember when I fell down the stairs and I fainted.
I remember when I saw blood and I fainted.

I Remember
Andrew C.

I remember my first birthday when my godfather got me a clown and a giant cake.
I remember when my brother was born I would always give him a hug when he woke up.
I remember when I got my first dog and he would always lick me when I was falling asleep.
I remember when I was on my first plane and we went to Mexico to see my family.
I remember when I hit my first baseball and it went the wrong way.
I remember the first time I wrote a poem.

I Remember
Weronika C.

I remember getting a sister.
I remember when I was little and fighting with my sister.
I remember the dresses I wore.
I remember getting my first rabbit, so white and so black.
I remember the little babies she had.
I remember playing with my sister.
I remember my mom having a baby
I remember going to school on the first day and crying so much.
I remember going to Poland, the fields and the barns.
I remember my very first dog. He was black, white and gold.
I remember going to the Grand Canyon, riding through different states.
I remember…

I Remember
Amanda C.

I remember my first day of 5th grade. Ms. Honchervich, my science teacher, yelled at me for putting my feet on the chair.
I remember the day I had my dog.
I remember the first movie I saw, Toy Story.
I remember my first day of kindergarten.
I remember the day I met my best friend.
I remember the first time she came over.
I remember my kindergarten graduation. Even the dress I wore under my dad’s shirt.
I remember my first F. Yesterday in science.
I remember when my sister taught me to color.
I remember when there was a girl in my classroom with the same name.

I Remember
Airetta

I remember when my sister pulled my hair.
I remember when I want to Columbia.
I remember when I got my dog, Snowy.
I remember my baby brother was born.
I remember I went into the deep side of the pool and never told anybody.
I remember when I got the Wii system.

I Remember
Annalisa S.

I remember when I cried because my mom said I could not get a stuffed animal.
I remember when I could not swim.
I remember when bees laid nests under the deck of the swimming pool.
I remember when my dad could dance.
I remember when I went to six flags and waiting in a long line for a ride and then got scared and left.
I remember when I built a snowman.
I remember the day my brother got glass stuck in him.
I remember when my living room was cleared out.
I remember we got my cat Boo because of me.
I remember my golden birthday but I don’t remember what happened when I was a little baby.
I remember when I built a car out of wood.
I remember when I built a birdhouse.
I remember the first day I got my best friend.

I Remember
Salina R.

I remember when we had a bird’s nest right above the light in our backyard and it caught on fire.
I remember when my brother got caught late at night in the park.
I remember when my brother took 20 dollars from my dad so he could buy some donuts.

I Remember
Diego S.

I remember when I was small I loved to go to school
I remember when I wanted everything
I remember when they bought me a play station
I remember that soccer is my favorite sport in the world
I remember when I went to the slide
I remember when I was holding a pencil
I remember when I started to watch soccer
I remember when I had best friends

I Remember
Mario O.

I remember the day of my communion. I was the same age as I am right now.
I remember the day I went to my first soccer game.
I remember the day I went to six flags.
I remember the day my great grandfather died.
I remember the day I rode a horse.
I remember the day my sister was born.
I remember my first birthday.

I Remember
Anabel V.

I remember the hotness of Texas.
I remember the lights always flashing.
I remember traffic so big and slow.
I remember the birds moving leaves.
I remember the sweet apple so sour of my mom’s.
I remember I always used to ask for a cookie.
I remember my mom’s soft pillows.
I remember the cats and dogs in the street.
I remember the flash of me.
I remember that everybody used to call me Texas girl.

After Gwendolyn Brooks

My Mom Is Waiting for Me
Christian G.

My mom is waiting for me
We live with toys and food
She sits on the couch waiting
She smells like strawberries
The color of her eyes
Is the same color as the sky
My mom is waiting for me

My Cousin is Waiting For Me
Jose H.

My cousin smells
Like my uncle
He is 12 years old
His hair is brown
He always waits for the car
On Saturday
He is like a twister
Hitting our house
He ways for the car
On Sundays too

My Dad
Giovanni M.

My dad smells like bubblegum
My dad is the color white
Like the snow
And when it snows
I can’t find him
My dad

Mom
Andrew S.

Her hair is golden like pancakes
When she cleans the house
It looks like a million dollars
She smells like a plum
When she sprays air freshener
She makes the house smell like peaches
She cleans and makes it smell
Like peaches

Waiting
Silvia L.

He’s lighter than walnut brown
His smile is like his daughter’s happiness
I can smell his scent arriving
Before he does

He is the United States savior

I love him
The United States savior
And until he comes
We wait

My Mom
Gwendolyn M.

My mom is the best.
My mom has hair like a bright red strawberry.

Every day before I leave school
My mom smells like my grandma

My mom is the best!
I can’t get over her!

Brianna
Monica R.

Brianna is my cousin
I learned so much from her
Her hair long and dark
With a smile so bright and cheery
She always had a special book
A beautiful blue sea shade

Which kept all her memories
And a sample of her favorite perfume

I anxiously wait all year to see her
And when I do she gives me a big hug
As if it has been ages since we last saw each other
Even though she was as clumsy as a frame with no stand
She was always like my best friend

Brianna, my cousin, my friend

I Am Waiting for my Brother to get to the Park
Jose P.

I am waiting for my brother to get to the park.
We live on food and waiter in a 5 bedroom basement.

I am playing soccer with some friends
Waiting for him to walk around the corner
Of the block with my soccer shoes.

He is tall and has peach skin.

I care about him and it is wonderful
To see him with his peach-colored skin
And dark brown hair.
He is so tall and thick
I like seeing him happy.

She Was Really Happy That Day
Lizet S.

Her face was as red as a ripe tomato
My mom was laughing so hard that day
She was really happy
Which made me happy too
She was wearing her favorite perfume
Sweet coconut
She was really happy that day
A day she will never forget

The Worker
Sophia V.

My mom the worker
She works all day
Smelling like her Italian restaurant

My mom the worker
Her white and tan-colored skin
Her black suite dirty almost always

My mom the worker
Is like the president
Except a lot prettier
My mom the best of them all

My Uncle is Waiting for me to Come Home
Vladimir J.

My uncle is waiting for me to come home
When I arrive, I get the smell of my mom’s food
I see my uncle with a red deck of cards in his hand
He is like a money losing machine
I say hello to him and I sit down to play
I wonder, “am I going to lose or am I going to win?”
My uncle is waiting for me to come home

My Friend
Amanda T.

My friend is and
Always will be
My grandma

Every time I come
Home and hug her
She smells like
The cream

She is sweet as sugar
And soft like a bear

She is warm and fun
She always wears a brown sweater I love

We always make a sandwich
Then go outside to eat
And talk

My Sister is Playing
Crystal R.

My sister is playing
She runs, she plays and hits
She is waiting for me to come home

Her smile is as bright as the sun

Her skin is light brown

She waits and waits
For me to come home

My Mother
Lizbeth G.

My mother is in the blue window
I am coming from the school
I see her coming out from the door
She waits at the gray fence

I smell her perfume of strawberry and grapes
Her hair looks like a brown branch

Every time I smell the perfume
I smell her hair as she looks like
A bath of bubbles

My Grandfather
Omar D.

My old grandfather in bed
He is dying
Waiting to be taken
To the hospital
On his bed
I smell his old skin
Always telling us legends
And stories
As skinny as a stick
As tall as a door
Another loss to this world

My Papi is Waiting for Me
Natalia G.

My papi is waiting for me to call him
We see each other almost every Sunday
Or a weekday if I need something

My dad is in his big white van
Waiting for me to come out
So we can go somewhere

He is brown and clean
Like a shiney brown car
We go out to eat every Sunday

We eat hotdogs almost all the time
In a restaurant outside

I love my dad dearly
He is sweet and funny
With a shiny touch
He sings and listens to good music
I love him a lot

Waiting for me…
Ismael S.

Waiting for me lonely and cold
Every day waiting to see me
On his black bumper, working
Every day on it, every night

My uncle Mario sitting on his
Black bumper, waiting
For us to come and see

He is brown like a tree

The black on his dented car shines out

The cologne on him washes
Away other smells
His skin as a cats fur
I love my uncle Mario
Soft black hair
He sits on the street curb
That’s where it ended

Mom
Diana B.

My mother is crying
Cleaning the home
That has been occupied
For years
Looking out the kitchen window

My mom’s smile is yellow
Like the shining rays
Of the sun
Caring and loving
As she’s done the last several years
Of her life
Looking out the kitchen window

She looks like a red rose blooming in the spring

I love my mother
She is a wonder to have around
But not always easy to confront
She will love until the end
With her big red heart
And we will love back
Even if she won’t know it
Looking out the kitchen window

Movie Stars

Last week at Pasteur, we began a two-week lesson on Graphic Poems. We used the poem below as our example. The students worked to create poems about an object that they have fond memories of... something that is important to them. Then we discussed how two different art forms can collaborate to create something even better: poetry and pictures in this case. Well, you wanna see the results? Check out below! We had fun making this video to share. All of the students were very enthusiastic about making their film debuts. Turn the volume up... you'll want to hear EVERY word.