Daniel Hochgelernter

1. Daniel Hochgelernter

2. Table of contents • I am poem pg 3 • What is poetry pg 4 • Reader response pg 5 • The young man pg 6 • The ocean pg 7 • Oh god is warm pg 8 • My story pg 9 • My poem pg 10

3. I am • I am creative and good drawer • I think on the future • I hear alot of music • I see a lot of things • I want to be a doctor • I am honest and good friend • i worry about my friend, and specially my fam • I get angry when they hit me • I hope that the world gets better • I am a student and responsable • I understand 2 languages • I believe that i am a good student • I say words • I dream with a lot of thngs • I am batman and respectfull

4. What is poetry? • Poetry is a way to express your feeling or something else through drawing or writing with all the parts of speech.

5. Reader response • I am going to talk about “little father by li young-lee, dead and reburn are the topic of this free verse poem that i read. It explores beyond reality. Little father by young-lee, the main idea of the poem is that his dead father reburn like his strange little son. The poem is about that a father has a dead father and he is regrowing on the father like hist strange little son. “ now he grows in me, my strange son” (l2). The quote says that he has his son growing inside him, it is a metaphor. It connects with the poem because the poem is about that and some other things. This poem is fantastic, i loved it because it doesnt talk about reality, it express reality and beyond.finally the conclusion is that this poem is not true, is a fantasy because it doesnt talks about reality.

6. The young man • There was a young mas from parise • Who was in love with clarisse • Who was a blonde • And a little dumb • He started to laught with a chinise

7. The ocean • The big ocean • Throw all the trash from the deep • That was pretty grouse • So all waited till next day • And was pretty dark and cold

8. Oh god is warm Hot Warm, sweating, Boiling, baking,burning, flaming Freezing, artic,chilled, Siberian, boreal Snowy, polar cold

9. My story • Once, my brother breaks the glass wall • With the nose i was behind and all the glasses fall in my head • My head was like a roc because it didnt break i only bleed and 4 block of 5 stitches • It hurt me a lot and thats why i cried • Bt my head is like a rock because it didnt breaks i still have my scares and i dont like that, my head is like a rock now i can breaks little things and it doesnt hurt me.

10. My poem • Is a limerick poem: • There was a cowboy with a convoy • Who was going to destroy • The highboy mansion • With a black canion • All was destroyed, and they deploy