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 this poem is about  pretending to be sick.which is also the lesson but it is "don't pretend to be sick"

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 this poem is about  pretending to be sick.which is also the lesson but it is "don't pretend to be sick"

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My leg is cut, my eyes are blue
I have counted sixteen chickenpox.
Both of these sentences make me picture something like I can picture her leg being broken and her eye being blue. I can also picture chicken pox all over her skin.

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I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke - Krishiv

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I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke - Krishiv

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This makes me wonder if someone can cough, sneeze, gasp and choke all at the same time. I can picture someone doing all of that at once and seeing them be really sick.

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Is it possible for your hair to fall out all at once.

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Is it possible for your hair to fall out all at once.

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Sick-i think my hair is falling out

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Ronav: Homework! Oh, Homework Lines 8-15

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Ronav: Homework! Oh, Homework Lines 8-15

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It makes me wonder if he is just exaggerating or he does not like homework that much.

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Logan:
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke I'm sure my left leg is broke This makes me think about the time that I broke a bone and when I was sick how I could not stop coughing

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add one  more thats seventeen
and and you think my face looks green

i can picture her face being bright green
and chicken poxs all over me

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Sick-You said today is saturday

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orange patches, red patches,and colors everywhere

this makes me wonder of all the diffirent colors

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Krish:

My neck is stiff, my spine is weak
I hardly whisper when I speak

I can picture her whispering and hardly walking.

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Crackly paper peeling on the drainboard,pearly layers in smooth agreement,
These sentences made me picture an onion being chopped up,and a onion that has just been peeled.
-The Traveling Onion

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´´And grass is cool between each toe´´
This line is imagery and sensory language.

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Sick lines And don't you think my face looks green and My tongue is filling up my mouth.

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Sick lines And don't you think my face looks green and My tongue is filling up my mouth.

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It makes me remember when I felt like my face was green, and I can picture that same thing happening to her.

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In the poem Sick, I picked two lines "I hardly whisper when i speak." "My tongue is filling up my mouth." I can imagine her throat being so sore that she can barely speak. i also can imagine her tongue being swollen and making it feel like there is no room in her mouth.-Aubree

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In the poem Sick, I picked two lines "I hardly whisper when i speak." "My tongue is filling up my mouth." I can imagine her throat being so sore that she can barely speak. i also can imagine her tongue being swollen and making it feel like there is no room in her mouth.-Aubree

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Beckett:

My eyes are blurry, they sting like a bea
My head feels as heavy as a boulder

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My day
Is ash grey
The night is too long
These words are wrong
There's nothing good to say...

This poem makes me think about the time in winter when the night was way too long

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"my brain is shrunk, i cannot hear"                       "my temperature is one-o-eight"       for my brain is shrunk it makes me picture her brain being small inside of her head and i cannot hear i picture her mom telling her something and her not being able to hear it and for he temp one i picture her taking her temperature and it coming off as 1-o-8 

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"my brain is shrunk, i cannot hear"                       "my temperature is one-o-eight"       for my brain is shrunk it makes me picture her brain being small inside of her head and i cannot hear i picture her mom telling her something and her not being able to hear it and for he temp one i picture her taking her temperature and it coming off as 1-o-8 

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He couldn't understand why she was crying. "I thought they had such beautiful eyes." This makes me wonder if she doesn't see the skunks the way the man sees them. I can picture the woman crying and the man trying to explain why he got the present.

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My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight, My temprature is one-o-eight. I picture that his/her head is burning and that his/her elbow is probably broken.

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My neck is stiff, my spine is weak  My nose is cold, my toes are numb

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My neck is stiff, my spine is weak  My nose is cold, my toes are numb

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I can almost feel those sicknesses

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My tongue is filling up my mouth I think my hair is falling out 

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My tongue is filling up my mouth I think my hair is falling out 

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I can imagine that my tongue feels like it is huge and I can feel lots of hairs coming out
moksh

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Lucy:           The Road Not Taken                                                                        

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Lucy:           The Road Not Taken                                                                        

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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both

I can use imagery by thinking of how sometimes you can't pick both decisions you can only pick one.