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Julian Curtiss School
Kindergarten Poets |
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Sad…
Is blue like
water, like a teardrop,
like rain when
you can’t go outside and rollerblade.
It is pink like
a sad face,
like fresh
roses to make you happy,
like a balloon,
like blocks, like a bumblebee stinging.
Sad is red like
a heart, like a half-eaten apple,
like a car made
of Legos, like a tongue.
Sad happens
when someone you really like leaves you,
when someone
hits you,
when someone
hurts your feelings – ha ha ha ha ha
when you fall
down and skin your knee.
Sad sounds like
crying, like teardrops hitting the ground
and tastes like
water and a bagel,
a salty tear.
Sad…
By Mrs. Hairston’s
Kindergarten
class / Julian Curtiss School, Greenwich, CT |
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Happy…
Yellow like the
sun,
a banana,
yellow Legos.
Orange like a
fruit snack, pants and pumpkins.
Black like a
friendly king cobra,
blackbirds
singing in the morning,
like a hippo.
Happy is blue
like the sky, blue like water in NY,
blue like my
Mommy’s eyes.
Happy happens
when you’re going to your Grandma’s house,
when someone
gives me a hug,
when I go to
the toy store,
when someone
gives you a box of candy,
when you get to
watch Star Wars or Ninja Turtles
while eating
salted popcorn.
Happy would
smell like fresh air and chocolate
and would taste
like vanilla and chocolate s’mores.
Happy…
By Mrs.
Hairston’s Kindergarten
class / Julian Curtiss School, Greenwich, CT |
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Silly…
is orange like the
letter S,
like a dog or a carrot
in the fridge.
It is blue like a
whale in the ocean,
like a blue jay eating
bird seed,
like rain.
Silly could be red
like a fire ball,
like a number 9,
like a rocket ship,
a partly eaten apple.
Silly happens when you
make BIG trouble,
when you see a blue
bunny
or a purple apple.
It smells like a
garbage can,
like French toast with
lots of homemade syrup,
like a smell that you
just can’t find
and it would taste
like a purple donut
with jelly beans on
top,
a rotten apple, orange
pancakes with bananas,
chocolate chip cookies
with ants.
Silly.
Mrs. Pitt’s
Kindergarten
class / Julian Curtiss School, Greenwich, CT |
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Angry…
is purple like
squished grapes,
like a smashed car,
a broken crayon.
It is red like an
apple with a worm in it,
like a mouse eating
your slice of pizza.
It can be silver like
a buggy,
like a neon, like a
sword,
like a stolen diamond.
Angry happens when you
lose your new silver shoes
or a special ring that
cost $20
or a special birthday
present.
It sounds like harumpf,
harumpf,
loud growling, a
huffy,
someone being mean
and it would feel like
someone biting or punching you,
someone pushing you
around.
Angry might hit
someone, might throw things
might kick.
Angry.
Mrs. Pitt’s Kindergarten
class / Julian Curtiss School, Greenwich, CT |
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