Poetry!

In fourth grade we did a unit on poetry. At the end everyone in the class had to pick a poem, memorize, recite, and then explain why they picked that poem. I chose my poem "Fire and Ice" by Robert Frost and started to memorize right away. I thought at the time it was kind of fun to make up motions to the words. Which in the long run ended up helping me memorize it. I also had some props I used during the performance which added a theatrical spark to the whole presentation. Then the day came in all it's glory. Every one came into the classroom having dressed up, carrying props, or done nothing special. I was about half way down the list to recite so I was feeling pretty comfortable. But then when my turn was soon coming and began to get a little bit nervous. My heart starting beating and I could feel the adrenaline kicking in as I walked up to the front of the class. Every ones eyes were upon me as I started to recite, but one line in I was fine. It all started to flow naturally and I was beginning to have fun with it! After I was congratulated by my fellow classmates and realized poetry is kind a fun.

To be honest I am not the biggest fan of poetry anymore. It was fun to recite these poems and to think light of them but now that I have to analyze and think of the deeper meaning embedded in the poems it has just become another part of school. When at first I hear the word poetry I usually think of TWIST but now I sometimes hear poetry as a beautifully entwined way to write.