Moore Central Junior High student poets attract crowd of 200

Student poets at Moore Central Junior High attract a crowd of 200 for a poetry reading in the school's cafeteria Tuesday.
BY CHRIS SCHUTZ Published: April 28, 2012

The Cubs Cafe and Coffee Shop, one end of Central Junior High's media center, was to be a cozy, intimate setting where parents and students could gather to hear poetry written by seventh- and eighth-graders.

But as it got closer to starting time Tuesday, the seats filled up and people were still coming in.

Principal David Peak decided it was time to move to the cafeteria, where there was more room.

“It's a great problem to have,” he said, looking around at the estimated 200 people who filled the cafeteria. A fraction of that number attended last year's event, he said.

The poetry reading was highly anticipated, said Susan Curtis, reading specialist and literacy coach at the school. “They've been talking about it all week,” she said.

It helped that teachers offered extra credit to students who attended, Curtis said.

Copies of a 41-page student poetry anthology were available so guests could follow along.

Tobyn Moreno, an eighth-grader who helped put together the anthology, has two short poems in the booklet: “Past and Future” and “So Very Sorry.”



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Three short poems that appear in this year's poetry anthology produced by students at Central Junior High School in Moore:

Past and Future

By Tobyn Moreno

Living in the past is a luxury

none of us can afford.

We must learn from it, but we cannot live there.

It is impossible to plan for the now — the present is ever fleeting.

The future is what we must plan for.

Just Because I'm Black

By Liyah Ingram

Just because I'm black doesn't mean I'm ghetto.

I could be an angel, just without a halo.

Just because I'm black doesn't mean I'd steal from you.

Did you not get that clue?

Just because I'm black doesn't mean you should judge me.

God created us all equally!

Depressed

By Stacy Bobo

If depressed was a color,

It would be dark gray,

As lifeless as a zombie.

If depressed was a taste,

It would be just like celery.

If depressed was a smell,

It would be as nasty as a trash can.

If depressed was a sound,

It would be as loud as a child's scream!

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