Teaching a Lesson for the First Time
By Amy Haight
I see
the anticipation in the students’ eyes
and the eagerness in their posture.
I smell
my own fear in the form of
and my own failing deodorant.
I taste
the leftover burrito I had for lunch
as it lingers on my breath.
I hear
the pounding of my own heart
and the slight quiver in my voice as I give instructions.
I feel
anxious waiting to begin teaching my lesson
but hopeful that I just might teach them something new today!
Amy, I think that this sense poem will serve as a good diving board for your students. I like how it starts in the literal senses and transitions into the metaphorical "feel" as opposed to touch. Most students think that poetry only presides in the realm of "roses are red, violets are blue," and this shows that it can be about other things that are more applicable to them outside of love. Instances of alliteration "fear in the form" and "failing" serve as further points where you can instruct them. Overall, great job!
ReplyDeleteAmy,
ReplyDeleteI love the creative way you related each of the five senses to teaching a lesson for the first time. It was clever how for the sense of smell you smelled fear, something that you cannot smell, then stated the smell of fear literally in the form of failing deodorant. This poem is very realistic and down to earth and I like that! Thanks for sharing!
Miranda