One of my first poems was uncovered in a recent clearout. I was probably about six when I wrote this. As you can see, I already had the idea of non-rhyming poetry. Sort of.
An untitled poem about pigeons (click for fullsize):
On the back, more pigeons:
What it says:
I like pigeois do you?
flying in a vaes. my mum
like pigeois do you? evey pigeoi like
pigeois
For extra hilarity, note that the teacher corrected the last instance of ‘pigeoi’ by adding an s to make it a plural. The rest was apparently okay.
Translated into English:
I like pigeons, do you?
Flying in a flock. My mum
likes pigeons, do you? Every pigeon likes
pigeons!
I didn’t know what an exclamation mark was, but if I had, I’d have used one. Vaes really does mean flock. When confronted with a word I couldn’t spell, anything could happen.
I hope you like pigeons too!
This is too hilarious, because I had the urge to post one of my 3rd grade drawings/writings this morning too! I got the post up, but my SD card and my computer have been fighting, so I haven't got the photo up yet.
Great minds think alike….
Love the pigeons!!
Switched computers and got it up now 🙂
I had a look! I wanted to be a biologist when I grew up (of various sorts… at six, I'd learnt what botany was, so it was all about botany).
This is so wonderful. I love vaes for flock. It reminds me of Humpty Dumpty.
fairyhedgehog, Though I'd like to say it was because I invented words, it was because I couldn't spell them. Any random series of letters would do.
I almost got pigeon right though. That was a triumph!
Oh my goodness that was hilarious! I was laughing so hard… especially at the word vaes. And the thing about your English teacher… Ahahaha… Amazing.
AchingHope, Sometimes I wish I could go back and ask my teachers "what were you thinking?!"
Somehow I managed to learn to spell anyway.