My students have been blogging since the end of October about why they write. What started out as a class assignment, has grown into a place for my students to channel their emotions and their ideas. As I sit at my dining room table with a cup of tea, a holiday candle burning, I have tears sliding down my face, sometimes silently and sometimes loudly as I can't hold them back. These are the words of my eight graders. These are the words of the next generation. These are the words of a young people needing guidance, asking for help, and yet filling me with hope.
Why does she write?
I also write when my mind is full, a lot i will over think something and people
dont really get why i am over thinking this.
Why doesn't she write?
Also i feel like that my writing might be to strong for my age and that i should not write it.
She Writes:
You stare in the mirror
You see everything that's wrong
Not the good things
You look down and up at yuorself
feeling a tear running down your face
one thousand more follow
You think your body has to be everything
Not your personality
Why do you care if you’re not the thinnest?
The makeup that you wear is just to hide your feelings
Why does it matter what you look like?
Why do you let yourself feel so lost and hid away
You should drop the way your acting
Your body makes you
Why does he write?
Sometimes I write to take my mind off the real world. Sometimes I write to immerse myself in a world that doesn't exist. Maybe I like to find myself in a world that I rule or something similar to that. bring out my imagination. In a way its kind of healthy to write.
He Writes:
The lights in the sky twinkle and shine
These lights I wish they were mine
They seem so close
They shine so bright, full of might
ready to explode
They definitely glowed
oh it would feel so right
to be with those stars that fantastic night.
Why doesn't he write?
I'm sitting here trying to write.
When i'm givin something to write, my mind goes blank.
Sometimes I just cant think of anything.
I think about the next subject i'm going to.
I cant concentrate on what i'm supposed to do.
I sometimes think about what everybody else is writing about.
But I can never seem to do my own work.
Because I never seem to understand.
Creating a web about my interests.
Gave me an idea on what to write about...
