I enjoy poetry and love sharing this with the students I
teach. Unfortunately, the minute you utter the words ‘poetry’ you can hear the groans and look of boredom spreading over
their faces. I find it a little upsetting that children these days have no idea
about well-known poets or poems. In the past I have taught my year 5/ 6’s ‘The
Highway Man’ and the ‘Lady of Shallot’ with great success. With The Lady of
Shallot we created a whole cross curriculum unit on it and even performed the
poem to other classes using mix media to tell the story.
I try to immerse my classes with a range of poetry. Whether
it be through guided reading, handwriting, word study activity or even as a
class read. I think it is important for them to experience and learn how
important poetry is. I am much the same when it comes to Shakespeare and believe
that there is a place for him in primary education. Probably why I loved this
Ted talk and why I wanted to do something like a rap or poetry slam unit.
I loved the idea of
linking music and writing and being able to describe the characteristics of
poetry in jazz, rap and hip hop music. There were so many wonderful ideas
swirling around in my head and it also made me realise how easy it was to
create a cross curriculum topic on this that could also incorporate, history,
geography, art, values etc.
As a class this is what we wanted to achieve by the end of the unit.
- Introduce students to spoken word poetry: Slam Poetry
- Give them the opportunity to create and perform poetry
- Practice working in a group and speaking in front of the class
- Learn and understand some poetry terms and techniques
In groups students identified basic poetry and literacy
elements. They looked at Eminem, Notorious BIG, 50 cent, Andre 3000, Tupac,
Snoop Dog and many more. For most of these raps/songs, I gave them snippets of
the words rather than the whole thing. We also looked at poems and did the same-
Robert Frost, ‘Road less taken’, Langston
Hughes,’ I dream a world’, Mya Angelo, and others I felt that they should know
of.
From that I introduced poetry slam. I showed them EliseWilson
To This Day
Project - Shane Koyczan
If I should have a daughter -Sarah Kay
My students really surprised me at how well they could
articulate the message in these three slams.
I spent a lot of time discussing the techniques (as well as
I could) of a poetry slam and looking at how rhythm and rhyme were important.
We looked at how certain words were ‘stress’ ‘speed up or slow down etc.
After this, students were given 3 things they could slam
about in their groups. In the end most decided to slam about ‘bullying’ as
Relationships was our Value and we had taken part in “Pink Shirt’ day. I also
think Shane Koycan’s slam left a huge impact on them.
It was a fantastic unit and I know the class and myself thoroughly enjoyed it.
I did record them but somehow lost all of them! As I did this last term
and only blogging about it now, I have tried to get one group to record their
slam but we have had a few illnesses in the class! Here is what they wrote though.
Standing
with a friend who is being bullied doesn't mean you have to take a punch for
them.
We
feel alone- small and weak.
Scared
to go out and speak.
Every
day the pain keeps increasing.
All of
their pain they keep releasing.
The
kids need help but who’s gonna give it?
All
day every day we sit and wonder why somebody doesn’t stop it?
Then I
realised I am somebody.
Calling
someone ugly won’t make you prettier.
Calling
someone stupid won’t make you smarter.
Calling
someone a loner won’t make you popular.
Calling
someone fat won’t make you skinnier.
Why do
you do it?
There’s
no reason.
Shadows
leapt up behind me.
I
never know who it is?
Was it
a Friend?
Was it
a teacher?
Before
I could think I was 6 feet in the air.
The
sun blocked my eyes but a few features could be noticed.
Long
hair
Pierced
ears
Big
nose
Big
mouth
Yellow
teeth
I felt
a dribble of spit flickering at me.
The
eyes…
I
couldn’t see something was covering me.
Across
the distance 3 shadows became smaller.
I felt
the wind sweeping through my right ear but nothing on the left.
I was
let go
I felt
great
I felt
alive
I was
free
Free
from pain
We
walk into the darkness hardly to see, they punch me they kick me they through
me to the ground.
Every
time someone calls my name the harsh words jumbling in my brain.
Our
bodies crumple into the ground being deteriorated into little pieces.