During our poetry unit, I had students write an “I Am” poem by filling in the blanks. For example, my sentence starter is “I worry about…” or “I cry for…” It was incredibly enlightening, so I combined one line from each poem and created one poem for each class period. After the teachers read these, we were so touched by them we decided that we would do a teacher poem so our students could have a glimpse into our hearts. Enjoy!

Period 1

I cry for my family, my sister, my dad, for being alone.

I hope I will make it to the NFL.

I understand I can’t succeed in everything, that all people make mistakes, that life is harder than it looks but has goodness.

I say I will succeed in life.

I hope I will always stay myself.

I want to be accepted, to be loved for me.

I pretend I have special abilities, that when I read that’s where I’m from, that problems don’t bother me, I pretend I’m accepted.

I wonder if anyone likes me, how far the stars are.

I dream the world can change.

I try to be a better person.

I feel stressed, that I can do anything, I feel the stress of being 13.

I touch the stars.

I hear people being ungrateful.

I want the adventure in this life so I don’t have to stay in this place.

I have faith that it will be better.

Period 2

I am careful, athletic, smart, funny.

I hear people giggling, whispers of ignorance.

I worry about my grandpa, my family, my sister, everything.

I worry a lot.

I understand one day I will die, that I will fail at times.

I cry for my family, my dad, my grandma.

I cry to be noticed, I cry for me.

I try to be kind, to be thankful.

I will be happy.

I am weird, imaginary, kind.

I pretend everything is always okay; everything is perfect, I’m always happy.

I pretend I’m not breaking on the inside.

I wonder if I can keep the ones I love with me forever, if I’ll ever find love, where the universe begins and ends.

I hope for the best and prepare for the worst. I hope for peace.

I understand me and the limits of myself.

I feel sad, lovely, curious, confused.

I cry for my enemy, the bad that happened in the past.

I say I can change the world, practice makes perfect, never back down and try harder.

I wear my heart of my sleeve.

I dream that no one is hungry.

I want to be loved, to exist, to be the best, to have a good life.

I cry for everything, nothing, myself.

I pretend I’m okay when I’m not. I pretend I’m farther from here, if I smile, everything will be okay.

I wish to be happy with my life.

I am smart and hardworking, quiet and sad.

Period 4

I am artistic, happy, funny, nice, weird, outgoing, forgiving.

I wonder what the next chapter in my life will be like, if I’ll ever face fear, what tomorrow will bring, if anyone cares about me.

I hear hatred. I hear God leading me.

I see myself happy, proud. I see darkness.

I want to be a soccer player, to help others, to be happy, to be a good person.

I am lonely and depressed.

I wish I could be immune to pain, everything would fall into place, I could be loved, could fly away from bad habits.

I feel nothingness, lonely, sad at nights, that my life is changing.

I worry about my parents divorcing, my grades, that I will miss being a kid, about the way people see me, about dying alone, for others, for myself.

I cry for my uncle, about poverty, my grandma, my grandpa, my dad, about life, my mom.

I cry for my pain, I cry every night because I’m lonely.

I am awesome, curious, joyful, thankful, athletic.

I understand that life isn’t fair, that perfect isn’t real, people’s pain, that I’m not perfect, that I won’t always succeed.

I say never give up, Jesus rules, happiness is a gift.

I say try harder, God will come.

I dream for peace, for this ache to go away, of life, I’ll be the best I can ever be.

I try my best, to give 100%, to believe, to be tough.

I hope I will fly like an eagle someday.

I am faithful and blessed.

Period 8

I am smart and loving, weird, silly and respectful.

I wonder why people are so mean.

I see shame.

I want to reach my goals with my family by my side.

I want peace, respect, a life, to feel useful.

I want to be known.

I am funny, creative, athletic, honest, responsible, caring.

I wish there wasn’t hate in the world, that people would leave me alone.

I wish for gratitude, for peace, that life could fast forward,

I wish that people would be nicer to me, that I had more friends.

I feel stressed, worried, horrible, that the world is on my shoulders.

I feel strong, I feel that I can do anything.

I worry for grandma, my uncle, about my friend.

I worry for our school,

I worry that dad won’t come back.

I cry for my family, my grandparents, my cousin,

I cry for nothing, for being alone, for life.

I am kind.

I understand all people make mistakes, all people are different, that if I set a goal, I will achieve it.

I understand I’m not good at life, that I am not perfect.

I say believe anyway, everyone deserves a second chance, forgive.

I say little words with big meanings.

I dream that the world can change, that I can be the one to change the world

I dream of happiness, that life wouldn’t be so hard.

I try to be all I can be.

I hope I will succeed, that cancer can be cured, that I will always be myself.

I hope no one will ever try to change me.

I am listening.

Teachers:

I am self-motivated and easy going

I wonder if I will lose my job, what my dog would say if he could talk, how I will die, what more I can do

I hear the ocean, the roar of the crowd, the voice of God during difficult times

I see a future not so grim, I see success, I see potential

I want to be the best, to be cared for, to leave the world a better place than it was when I found it

I am competitive, determined and shy

I wish I was less quiet and shy toward meeting new people, that I could reach all my students, that life would slow down.

I feel pain when I can’t succeed, the stress of everyday life

I feel deeply blessed

I worry about my family, if my students will have a bright future, about losing a child, about finances, if my parents will get divorced

I cry when someone is upset, for my mother-in-law, for my grandpa, for my sister I no longer know, for the news and destruction around us

I am funny, caring, hard-headed.

I understand I can’t save everyone, that I may fail, that I have a hard time taking risks, that life isn’t fair

I say things happen for a reason, that we need to fight for our dreams

I say demand respect, life is what you make it, so give it all you’ve got

I say things are never as bad or good as they seem

I dream kids will seize every opportunity, about what life will be like in 10 years, that I will make a difference

I try to be better every day, to make myself a better person, to treat everyone equally, to help others

I hope I make the right choices, that people look out for one another

I hope my future is better than my past

I am patient.