Marshall+Poetry

Students need to write about a snowboarding trip, fishing trip, or some other trip that they have experienced. Use literary devices in this free verse poetry assignment. Students may or may not choose to use a rhyming scheme. Groups 1 & 2 need to use 3 stanzas and Group 3 will be required to use four stanzas.

Adrian Sergie Writing Level 5 __Eskimo Dancing__


 * E**xcited elders watching
 * S**weaty and fidgety
 * K**ids first dancing.
 * I**ntelligent and gifted elders from
 * M**arshall makes dancing fun, while
 * O**ld and young people watch.


 * D**ancers dancing
 * A**nd jamming out, having
 * N**ice and delightful smiles.
 * C**reative songs, with
 * I**ncredible and staggering bouncing,
 * N**ever sad from the
 * G**reat drumming.

Desiree Coffee Writing level 8 __Snowboarding__

Waiting! Eager to head up the mountain, While waiting, I drink from the hallway fountain. Standing on a stair, Made me wonder if I chose the right clothes to wear.

Going up! Got that crazy feeling that I’m going to jump, The next thing I know I’m on a bump. Speeding up that steep hill, Made me think of Jarin who needs to take a calm down pill.

Coming down! Coming down I feel like a clown, Because my skin is pure brown. Then I remember what a great time I had And next time, it wouldn’t be so bad.

By: Tamlyn Shorty __*~ SnOwBoArDiNg ~*__

One bright, beautiful, baby blue morning, The halls of Marshall School were loud with Students screaming and Connor said, “ This is your last warning!”

All the students quietly waited, All dressed up on a sunny day, Boiling outside, laying around or sitting, Students grumbled because the heat was so hated.

Gassing up was the first thing we did, After that we all scrambled away To be the first up the mountain, I told those girls I wasn,t going to have fun, So we made a bid.

Snowboarding means a lot to us, Gliding, giggling, galloping, Down this one patch of tundra, With other people, it seemed like a bus.

Racing down hills, Walking back up, That’s what we did all day, While our parents pay their bills.

It was time to leave our usual place, Leaving memories behind to remember, Speeding to go back home, Going at our own pace.

Jarin Kameroff Writing level 7

__Hooper Bay poem__

As my class and I aboard the plane, I look out the window, I thought in my mind “what a pain”,

As the plane lifted into the sky, My body started to ache, All that movement made my stomach shake,

I looked out the window up ahead, Although I felt like sleeping in my bed, The pilot landed the plane,

I couldn’t believe I was in Hooper Bay, For a while I had nothing to say.

Janet Waska __Wild Fun__

To the frost and the snow. Lets go snowboarding! Go, go, go! Rush down the valley. Like a flick of a lighter. Don’t get too typical. Focus like a glider. Up and down that crafted hill. Riding either way, in a rush. Wow, look at that talent! That is something I want to do! Know the day is through. You want to go to bed? Me too.

Kristy Alstrom Writing Level 6 __Spring__

Spring has sprung Bringing all the slush, Squish, squash, squish, squash. Beneath my feat it feels like mush.

Walking down the road Getting very wet, I start to run as fast as a jet.

While running down the road, I begin to look around, I spot something green On the ground.

Green grass is beginning to Pop out, That makes me want To shout!

Spring is here spring is here! Everyone begins to cheer!

Jonah Evan Writing class __School__

School can be fun sometimes. It also makes you want to run away. Faraway from the teachers sight. You can’t wait for your flight to college.

You can’t wait to gain more knowledge. So you get to work on getting a job. You feel like a dork to do so much work on a piece of paper. You’re stuck being a person that is a taper.

I guess school tests you’re good luck. When you feel to cool for school you look like a fool. You can’t wait to be done with school so you don’t drool for lunch. You gather a bunch of cool little things to remember school.

Alek Peterson __Watching and Waiting__

Watching and waiting. I await for our Regular teacher to return, although until them I Must survive the last teacher that had came up to us from the green lagoon. The teacher knows not of my existence. Watching and waiting. Destruction of education is her goal. Watching and waiting. I am Watching and waiting for school to end so I may be reunited with my friends and family. Watching and waiting Watching And waiting Watching And Waiting. I leave school so I am watching and waiting. I do this because of game time, for I am watching and waiting.

Freida M. Sergie __Snowboarding__

Cold, Freezing, Cold Going really fast to Mt. Pilcher Shiver, Shiver, Shiver Trying to warm up myself. Fast, Speedy, Fast Going down the white puffy hill. Screaming and Hollering Thinking I am going to fall or going to Hit that huge jump. Waiting impatiently Saying to the other students who are still snowboarding, “I want to go again!” Going back home! Saying, “Bye, Bye I’ll see you down there!” Stomp, Stomp, Stomp On the Marshall School Hallway. People saying we got brown! Maxine and I said, “ We are showing Native Pride!”

Alexandra Owletuck Writing level 5 __Snowboarding On Mt. Pilcher__

Snowboarding is speedy, Sliding is slow. Some kids sweat from the warm winter sun, Snowboarding and sliding is so much fun!

Riding up to Mt. Pilcher’s trail, It is brighter than a flashlight. Bumpy as a rough boat ride, I get tired of snowboarding and then I slide.

Falling on my behind, I hurry and get up and start to slide. We think in our minds of how to balance, Finally I said “we have to have talents.”

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