Potomac's eighth grade English students read and discuss The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros. The book is a series of short vignettes that together capture the characters, setting, and stories of a particular neighborhood in Chicago. The vignettes are written from the perspective of a fictional narrator and are based loosely on Cisneros's own experiences as well as those of her students. Some of the vignettes are humorous or action-packed; some are heart-wrenching or shocking. All are deliberate in their use of figurative language, poetic elements, grammar conventions, and pacing.

Each eighth grader composed at least one vignette for inclusion in this digital collection. They wrote in the style of Sandra Cisneros, as they interpreted it based on their notes and our class discussions, yet they set it in a time and place of their own choosing. While some of these vignettes are based on the author's personal experience, many of them are purely fiction, an imagining of characters and circumstances that seemed ripe for this assignment. Students also used this assignment to experiment with new vocabulary words and techniques involving punctuation and sentence structure.

We encourage you to leave comments below vignettes that strike you in some way. Please keep your comments positive and specific; this is not the place for critiques or suggestions. Enjoy the creativity and vibrancy of these students' literary efforts.

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Candy and Cake

You lied. It wasn’t what you said at all. You promised them candy and cake. But you know better than to give them sugar. In fact your entire family shouldn’t have sugar. After all, last time the house almost burned down. Subsequently you had to hide all of the matches in your room for safe keeping. At least this way your siblings would do all of the work for free. Sure they’d get mad but who cares. It’s already done. Your mom was never able to get you and your siblings to do chores but you found out that they would do anything for sugar. 

After the trash was out and the house was spotless, three little boys came over to you with their hands out asking for their money. You just laugh. Why would I give you candy when you almost killed us all? you questioned. Because we did what you asked. they answered in unison, obviously getting frustrated. You just walk to your room and lock the door, listening to their screams and anger as you chew on a chocolate bar and suck on a lollipop. 

This trick would only work once but it was worth it. No chores and all the candy you could ever want. You feel the extra energy coursing through your body. Too much of it to be lying in bed. You run around your room. You ate too much candy and are trying to get rid of the energy but the rush is too much and you lose control and it feels like the room is falling apart. You can’t think. You are trapped in the room. In a panic you try to find a way out but all you can see is one of Mama’s matches nearby. Kept in your room for safe keeping. This was your way out. Without thinking you light it.

~ Ben A.

3 comments:

  1. I like the way that you build suspense as the story goes on.

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  2. Nice twist ending!

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  3. Your last paragraph sums it up nicely!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I really like how you ended it.^^^^^^

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