Below is the link to the "Don't Quit Poem" we watched in class. Take a minute and reflect on a time something was very difficult for you and you felt like giving up, but didn't. Now, write about it without being fearful of what others may think. It's scary to reveal yourself by opening up, but this is when some of the best writing occurs.
The Don't Quit Poem
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
I wanted to quit when I was writing about when someone in our class made me cry but I knew I had to talk to someone even on the computer or else I would explode literally.I felt like everybody thought I was a piece of trash and I also felt that everybody could through me around because of where my mom and dad were born.This writing was from my heart.like our teacher said the best writing comes from the bottom of your heart.Now I don't care if the girls think I'm weird for writing from my heart as long as they "don't laugh at me".So peace out my friends.
ReplyDeleteThe End
A hard time for me was when my uncle Jon died when I went to his funeral the next day i was sad when I saw him in his coffin I was sad.Another time is when I heard my friend Elis grandpa died I cried my self to sleep that night.
ReplyDeleteI think that some times life may be tough but like the video says you can take a rest but don't you quite I like that part because it says never give up and it will be all right And once I almost on are blog it said something really embarising I really almost deleted it but I didn't and I thought that there would have been the whole class but turned out that it was only like 1 or 2 people but I am not going to call any names because then every one will get mad at them. That is something that I almost did quit but then I didn't and barly any one laughed at me.
ReplyDeleteI quit a lot of things like I quit soccer because
ReplyDeleteI suck at it. And I quit wrestling because I'm not very good at that either.I'm not really good
at any sports.My dad says jones's never quit,but this one does.
When we had just started times tables in third grade and I had a hard time learning them and I wanted to quit but then after a while I started to practice them over and over again and i started to get really good at them.Now I'm going to tell you about another time I wanted to quit but i didn't I had first started softball and my coach asked me to pitch for them and i really didn't want to and my mom told me i had to.And so my coach had me pitch to him after practice and so I did and my I was doing good but they kept rolling on the ground and so i wanted to quit but my coach said if i quit now then we will never now haw good i am.So i kept trying and now I'm really good at it.THE END
ReplyDeleteThis morning during art I wanted to give up because it was hard, I kept on going even though it was hard. Now I am going to tell you about another time. Over the summer I started to sew a bag. When my mom gave an instruction I didn't understand it right. I wanted to give up because I was frustrated and I felt dumb. But I didn't give up even though I wanted to and it felt really good when I finished it. I think that this poem is really good. The music and the words together make me want to never give up!!!!
ReplyDeletewhen my four wheeler shut down a mile from my house
ReplyDeleteand my little brother was on the four wheeler.He wanted to fall asleep but I kept him up.It was a heavy four wheeler it took me all day but I did it and people call my parents a piece of trash and some call them aliens to and I don't like it.
Last year the math was so hard that I felt like I was going to stop doing math.But this year I love math,sience,and read aloud.
ReplyDeleteI feel bad when that happens to other people and it is very sad when that happens and hurts you feeling and it is
ReplyDeletemean to do that and hurts other people
and when my grama left it hurt when she
left and when my two cats died and my dog
ran away it hurt me bad and when four
of are chicken died and when are goose
died and are baby hourse died and are
baby chiks died.And are girl bird died
WHEN I need help or if someone makes me
ReplyDeletereally mad we sometimes get in a fight
or we just stop the fight because we do
not want to get in big trouble because
it is not very fun being in trouble because
we get sent to the principle and tale her
why we did not want quit the fight an
apoligized to each other and just go play
and be nice and go play with the rest of the class outside until the bell rings to go back inside with the class until it is time for lunch and go eat.
Sometimes I feel like quitting everything because I try something thats hard to do but I don't give up and I keep trying. Sometimes I feel like giving up on art but I don't give up on that. Sometimes I feel like giving up on read naturally but I don't give up on that. Sometimes I feel like giving up on being funny but I don't give up on that. Sometimes I feel like giving up on being someones friend but I don't give up on being someones friend.
ReplyDeleteOn my awesome pst I have this awesome game called Gun I had a really hard level that I could not beat. I almost quit but I didn't and I'm glad.
ReplyDeleteI hardly ever quit but once I was swimming and my little brother jumped in and he forgot to put on his life jacket and he started to drowned and he was 5 ft under water so I took the biggest breath I could and I plunged into the water and I didn't make it and I was out of breath so i wanted to quit and have some one else do it but them I'm like this is my little brother so I got another big breath and i dove in and i grabbed hunter and i started swimming up and i was tired and out of breath but I kept on swimming and we made it
ReplyDeleteI feel that it is true that sucsess is failure inside out.The whole Poem is true . Like one time I tried to make a machine that would swing at a bell with a bag of rocks and I ran out of screws.I had two rubber bands holding it up.But, every time it swung it fell over just when I was about to give up I found four more screws ,I finished.
ReplyDeleteLast year in basketball I felt very nervous about shooting, but I kept on trying until I made ten baskets. I felt good inside.
ReplyDelete