Sophia'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 SarahCatherine. 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. 

THE BOX.

No one was at the door but a box. So my grandma took it in, I asked my grandma “do we wait for my brother to come home?” (in spanish) she said “yes” (in spanish) then we waited until my brother got home and I continued my clases.

Then I finished my classes and my brother came home. He had to build the office chair and in some parts he was confused where two pieces went. Then my brother went to play for a little bit. Then our cousin came that is way older than me and he already finished school! Then my brother showed our cousin the office chair. Our cousin was thinking that those two pieces were where you put your arms. They started building it and helping each other and I tried helping and it was hard to put the stuff together so I was the one that was holding a part of the chair on the floor. ( only for like 1 minute, it was heavy. I was holding it with my arms.) When I stopped holding it our cousin was holding it then a few minutes later they finished.

 After that  my brother was the first one to sit on the chair because it's his chair then I sat on it and I said “this is my chair now”  My brother said “your chair now” then I said  “yea”. We said it in a joking way. After that I did not want to get off the chair but I had to.

Later on in  the day I went into my brother’s room and said “can I sit in your chair” he said “sure”. Then I sat on his chair for a little bit. I'm also sitting on his chair while typing this story. It's so comfy and when I spin around in it I say “weeeeeee!”

 I am so lucky that my brother is a nice one and shares with me. 

My Mom Had to Leave..

About 3 years ago my mom was going to go to El Salvador.

That day when me and my brother woke up we heard my mom and dad say both of our names. We both went to the room and we said “que” (we speak Spanish to our parents) I don't really remember but I think it was my dad that said our mom is going to El Salvador but in Spanish. I was 5 years old and I didn't really understand what they meant but my brother was sad but now I know what it means and I feel sad once I think of it. When I'm having good times I forget to be sad about it. They also said  my mom will be going to the airport on Friday (3 years ago). She had to wake up at like 4 or 6 in the morning and at those times I was sleeping. I didn’t really get to say goodbye. Then my mom Facetimed me and there is where we got to say bye. It was hard to say bye. When I tried to say goodbye I was really sad my mom had to leave me.The rest of the day I was bored because my mom would always play with me when I'm bored. She was like a sister to me and she still is even though we are separated. Also quarantine made me more bored because I can’t go anywhere. Once my mom was in El Salvador, all I had in mind was me and my mom separated and I had something to do. It was to annoy my brother. But then I smelled food and heard my stomach growl. I completely forgot to annoy my brother and I ate my food. I ate steak and rice. After that I went to my brother’s room and said “hi’ then he said “hi” then i said “your playing your pew pew game?” He said “yes” then  I walked out of his room and went to my room and watched tv.