Jowell's Writing Portfolio

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During our poetry unit, we had the privilege to collaborate with graphic design students from the University of Tennessee Knoxville. Each graphic designer set out to design forms and distribute our poems in unique ways that addressed the central message of each poem. Below you can see my poem’s design by Gabe. Enjoy! 

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Jowell

As a class we recently finished reading the Gold Cadillac by Mildred D. Taylor. This book tells the story of a Black family during the 1950’s during the civil rights movement. These diaries were written by students from the perspective of one member of this family, either ‘lois, the youngest daughter, father, or mother as the family faces discrimination, segregation, and racism. 

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 I was crying on my bed at my grandfather’s house. I wanted to go with my mom. My mom went to the hospital to have my baby brother, but she did not tell me.  I was thinking  that she was going to my other grandmother’s house. To cheer me up, my grandfather took me to go buy me something at the store. He got me a toy. And when my grandmother came to come pick me up from the house to take me to the hospital.  When I walked in I heard waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah from my mom's room. Then when I went to see what it was. It was my brother. When I came he calmed down. I loved him with all my heart. AFter that i said, “i will protect you with all my heart and then……………………*poop noise*and then i was like “ewwwwwwwwwww mom come get  the baby!” She was like “ok coming.” And then  i can not believe someone i loved poop’t in my arms! Finally, my mom came with the diaper’s and wips  and clean his behind and the we when back to sleep.

One time I was happy to see my teacher" I was running towards her and then"……….waaaaaaaaaah.I screamed. My chin got cut open. And then you can see my bone in my chin. Everyone rushed towards me. They put a garbage can under my chin so the blood would not get everywhere. Then my teacher called my mom and said “Come pick up your son, his chin is cracked open.” My mom skipped work and she came and took me to the hospital. The doctors put a blood tube into my arm. Then, the put a needle in me and took some blood. After that, they said to be calm and they rushed me to the other room. I screed at the top of my lungs when I saw a guy trying to put a mask on me to put me to to sleep. Then, they glued my chin together. After I woke up  me and my mom and my dad took me to toys r us to get me a new Minecraft toy from toys r us and at the end me and my mom got to watch a movie at the end .  I       still have the scar on my chin from that day.And I also have that Minecraft toy with me.