Keidy's Writing Portfolio

Current Publishing 

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! 

Previous Publishings

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. 

My story is about when I was on the water park. Me and my 3 cousins went to the water park with my aunt. Then I played alot. 10 minest  My aunt said, “Keidy, Edison, and Natalie come and eat some watermelon.” 

I said, “OK aunt.” When we eat the watermelon I said to Edison, “let’s put or shoes on the water.” We did and the water brought or shoes at the top. I said “Edison look” 

And he said “what?” Look a the top the water bring our shoes at the top  and he said “Natalie look!” 

And natalie said “wooooo.”  Then the water bring or shoes again. Then we played and we played so much. 

When I go to the i shower  i said “dad i want to go sleep.” 

And Edison said “me too.” 

Natalie said “not  me i'm gonna  see my phone.” 

Me and Edison said “fine go see your phone.”  

She said “bye”

I said, “Bye Natalie.” And Edison said bye too. We sleep like 2 hours then we ate some lunch. At the night, “time to sleep” said my dad.

 i said “no dad i dont want to sleep.”

he said “keidy go to sleep  because tomorrow  you are going to school.”

 That’s why I was saying “please dad i dont want to sleep.”  

“come keidy,” said my dad.

 i said “fine dad  i well go to sleep.” 

“ok keidy” said my dad. I said good night dad he said good night keidy. 

Public school

I was feeling scared, because I spoke Spanish, but I was going to a school where they spoke English. I was waiting at a lunch table to meet my teacher. It felt like an hour, but it was about 30 minutes. Then the teacher came up and said, “Hi everyone. My name is Ms. Moatin.” I didn’t say anything because I was nervous. Then, the teacher said, “Everyone, get in line.” I was confused, because I didn’t know what she was saying. Luckily, my friend Jamila came over said in Spanish, “Tines que aser una lena.” I was the last person to get in line that morning.