Lee 8th graders--"Nobody Knows..."

Today we read poem III from The Book of Questions by Pablo Neruda. We discussed the idea of objects having a life and secrets of their own, and I asked them to write their own "secret" poems, using the starter "Nobody knows..." imagining that everyday inanimate objects have secrets that only they know.

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Mr. Stalla, Rm. 201, 8th grade

Sidewalk
Raul G.

Nobody knows the sidewalk has a
mind of its own. It moves to make
you trip and fall. When it’s happy, it
cracks a smile.


Nobody Knows
Carina A.

Nobody knows that clocks
stop ticking at night.

Nobody knows the sun dies
every night.

Nobody knows that a
heart beats inside a tree.

Nobody knows that the
moon talks.


Nobody Knows
Bianca P.

Nobody knows that the
books get so happy when
you open them.

Nobody knows that the
door hurts when you close it.

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Mr. Balcazar, Rm. 203, 8th grade

Nobody Knows
Stephanie C.

Nobody knows that
plants talk to people
and tell them their secrets.

Nobody knows that
objects move when
everybody is sleeping.

Nobody knows that
animals have their own
treasure.


Nobody Knows
Rosalia Alvarez

Nobody knows that the sun is
still showing in the middle of
the night.

Nobody knows that a teacher
without his class is actually
happy.


Nobody Knows
Christian E.

Nobody knows that the
rose and the daisy have a crush on
each other. The vase wants to hook
them up, but the banana says
that she will break his heart.

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Ms. Fenton, Rm. 204, 8th grade


Nobody Knows
Karina S.

Nobody knows that the floor is in pain when we leave.

Nobody knows that the tree called your name
to appreciate the nature.

Nobody knows that the lunch ticket is just
staring at us.

Nobody knows that the classroom is scared
in the night.


Nobody Knows
Guadalupe A.

Nobody knows that the
pencils move by themselves and
do homework.

The world beyond a tiny
box which reveals a whole new
world.

Nobody knows where
nature began.

The mystery a book has
about life’s secrets.


Nobody Knows
Monica H.

Nobody knows the secret
of the flower: it grows when you are
staring at it, but you don’t notice it.

Nobody knows that at night
my house comes to life and messes
up my grass; that is the real
reason my grass looks bad.

Nobody knows that there
is a code in the American flag
that opens something somewhere
but you’ll never know.

Nobody knows that with
all this violence in the world
to me it is peace.