Staying In-the-Know
with Ms. Cloyd & Mrs. Jefferson
The Academy of Environmental Sciences @ DFES: Title I
3.6.14
VIP Folders
- Field Trip Permission Slip
- CRMS Handouts and Registration Forms (please return tomorrow)
1920's Poems
"Fun" By: Reese
Fun in the 1920’s
was the Giants playing
or football flash running
for a touchdown.
flying finn running
for glory
or even Tunney
Rematch going for
a long count shot.
Fun was George Gershwin
writing classical jazz
just like a bird singing or
watching a movie and
eating popcorn like
a bear.
Fun was cars being
upgraded or the
war ending and
people being happy.
"Tough Journey" By: Jada
Mile one, mile two, mile three
how much longer
my feet my hands my arms
it’s like I stepped on a bed of NAILS
not much longer
I just can’t take the HEAT
it’s like I am on the SUN
WE ARE HERE!
I see so many fingers just pointing at me
why are they pointing at me!
what did I do
everywhere I went there were fingers
there was many people like me
that had no where to sleep or eat.
WHY US!
"Headed North" By: Peyton T.
The sun was smiling hot as they headed North.
Leaving their homes in the rural South.
They moved North where the money was. Looking for work in the big cities. All for the almighty dollar.
Discrimination, Lynchings and Segregation were rampant. It was a rollercoaster of emotions.
But they never gave up. At last African Americans became an URBANIZED POPULATION!
"Miles and Miles and Miles" By: Christiana
Miles and miles all the way,
to get to the same place
every day.
Walk and walk all the way,
gotta go the same place
any way.
Bags and bag in our hands
tryin to get through all
this sand
Please please help me walk
through all the snow,
it’s a long long way
to go.
Long like the Mississippi
river long like ancient
history, just so long to
get to the North.
North North here I come run
run in the sun please
please let us
be done .
"Black Dreams" By: Justin
Harlem is like black people dreams.
That black can’t believe that harlem is the place to be.
Harlem is the place that black people can be as cool as the sun.
When the black people hear harlem they shot out I’m going to move to harlem.
Black people can smile as big as the sun.
"Josephine Baker" By: Taylor R.
Josephine dances all day in Harlem till the sun is gone
When she sings the bad shadows go away
When Harlem is dark she will light the next day up
When Josephine wakes up she wants to rebirth her dancing
When she sings, the birds sing like they are in a glee club
Josephine was a cool singer that didn’t give up her dreams
Josephine is pretty as a rose
When she dances people go Wow! Cool!
"Pizzazz" By: JayLah
Harlem Renaissance is a time to
whirl, sing ,and dance
Move to the beat as
fast as your feet can move to the sound of the jazz music
Its time to boogie down and jump
to the Sweet Cotton Club
The people can hear the sound of the loud crowd whoo and the smooth jazz groove