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.

Thursday, December 17, 2015

Through the Eyes of an Animal

I laugh, jump, and play all through the night, and all through the day. I am the pet to a family of five. I spend my nights being petted, loved, and begging for all the table scraps that I can get! My nights are spent out in the yard playing soccer with the kids. I jump through the air with my slobbery mouth whipping in the wind to intercept the ball. The blond boy always chases me to get the ball back, but I hold on to the ball tenaciously and keep on running. I am the best at soccer in the family; so when I steal the ball, I hide it in the big, colorful, and prickly holly bush. People might think that I am inept, but I am really quite intelligent!

But, in the morning, a big yellow bus comes and takes the kids away; while in the meantime, I am left with only my mom to play with.

Peering through the window, I am left looking out into the distance as the big yellow bus drives away. My slobber rushing down the clear glass windows; my wagging tail slowly becoming slower and slower.

Then, I am left with only my mommy to play with. However, when she often times leaves the house for the day, I am left with many mischievous things to do in this commodium home. I launch myself up onto the tables like a rocket to eat scraps off the counter. My favorites are the old rotting bananas, and the petals of the dying flowers. I sneak into the bedrooms and chew up the smelly socks, and sweaty clothes. I also sneak into the hidden closets and hide my new meat bones - just for safe keeping. That way, no one can ever steal them.

But then, when my mommy and the kids return home for the night, it’s time for my play time!! And the next day, it all repeats over again.

~ Annika R.

4 comments:

  1. Cody!!!! Great use of verbs such as whipping,launching, and sneaking. I also really like the simile you used to describe cody launching up to the table. Well Done! -Your Brother

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  2. Great job!!! I liked how you compared cody to a rocket! Also nice use of vocab words!- Fleming

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  3. This is really good. You describe what the dog is like so well and you make the reader wondering is it even about a dog which is interesting.

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  4. I like how you get the reader to wonder what really goes on in their dog's head while they aren't home.

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