I've been at my school sorting and grading papers all morning. As I flipped through the pile of haiku I had my students write, one caught my eye.
His winter haiku:
Tis the season to
be jolly fa la la la
la la la la la
I am constantly amazed at the creativity and cleverness of the students I work with.
From another student, one who is usually completely oblivious to just about everything.
Fall:
Orange leaves fall
all things die
except me.
2 comments:
I remember feeling immortal. It passes.
Wow, from students. I'm impressed.
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