Earlier this week, we did a workshop in Fremont with "TGIF" - The Gifted in Fremont.  

The Gifted in Fremont

 

Our theme was "Take Flight" and the pieces below were written after the students were asked to personify things that fly. We also used "My Name Is..." as an opening writing prompt.

Writing about things that fly - this is a piece about Co2!

Meenakshi - Writing about things that fly - this is a piece about Co2!

Whoosh! It blew out. Far it traveled many miles, a long distance, only to go back into a leaf, be changed, and come out. Then into a human's nose it dances, swirling into its respiratory (system), to be changed into its true self again. This is down, and as the first speck of light appears, it prepares to dance its long journey again.

- Meenakshi

 

 

 

 

Writing about things that fly - UFO Spaceship:

Aliyah Things that fly UFO spaceship

I'm flying through the night time sky of planet earth. I'm trying to land somewhere they won't see me. I'm going to sneek inside the Arce's House and hope that they don't see me. I would stay in the back yard but the fence say "beware of dog" and I don't want to be eaten. Tomorrow I think I'm leaving. Or not ah -----------

- Aliyah

Writing about things that fly - Dust:

Kaede Things that fly dust

Secretly traveling in the wind Landing on anything they can find But when they do find a home, the breeze picks the nomads up and they soar away

- Kaede

Writing about things that fly - Dandelion Seeds:

Angela Things that Fly dandelion seeds

Puffs of smoke out of a chimney drifting toward heaven, recieving cries of delight, forming more lives, pushed toward the south, onto a towaring feild of crops.

- Angela

From the prompt "My Name Is...":

Ian My Name Is

My name is small, not like me because I am tall My name is made from ant forming words I found my name in an ant's mouth yaking all around My name can yell at everyone he sees If I lost my name I would turn the word upside down to find it.

- Ian

From the prompt "My Name Is...":

Meenakshi My Name Is

My name is a wish, wished on the day of my birth It is made from the sweet, gentle sound of bubbles in a brook I found my name in a song and the ancient city of Madhurai My name can make the darkest moment seem happy If I lost my name, the city of Madhurai would be in ruins

- Meenakshi

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