Friday, March 8, 2013

Be Careful!

     My students wrote narrative poems for a unit we worked on this month. I usually write along with them, not only because it helps me see how hard/easy the assignments are, but because I can also give them my honest opinion on how to complete it. This narrative poem was no exception and I was secretly pleased with my poem. I thought it would be fun to share it with you.
"Be Careful"
Josh rode his silver scooter
back and forth,
back and forth,
in the open courtyard.
In a blink,
he was gone.
I asked my husband,
"Where did Josh go?"
"I think he fell. I heard a noise," was his reply.
I leaned
over the brick courtyard wall to see.
Josh lay there,
on his back,
not moving;
I ran to him,
He told me NOT to touch him.
Let him stay there,
just a bit.
So I did.
I walked back by
five minutes later.
Josh still hadn't moved
a muscle.
"Are you SURE you're okay?" I questioned him.
His reply was a "No."
"Can you move?" I asked,
checking him for broken limbs
and blood.
I found neither.
He wanted to stay,
flat on the ground.
I could see him fighting
the pain.
"I'm fine," he whispered.
I disagreed and carefully moved him
with an icepack on his elbow
and a blue Aleve for pain.
Several hours later,
after a visit to the emergency room,
an x-ray,
and doctor's exam,
he was sent home.
It was a sprain.
The next day,
he took his silver scooter out for a ride again.
I warned him to "Be careful!"
He rolled his eyes
and sped away.
Copyright March 5, 2013 Corrina L. Terry