Defining Poetry Through Our Own Poetry
EDMT 380-004 (Selection List A)
Fall 2007
Lesson Plan Summary
Enhanced Podcasting in the Classroom
This project is designed for an eighth grade class at the culmination of unit on poetry. Students will be reading some of what they feel is their best work from the unit and then finding appropriate music and images to accompany their poems.
A modification that could be made would be to allow students who feel uncomfortable reading their own work to pair up with another student and then read each others work. This way students still get practice with dramatic reading and it may take their nerves down a little. This project can be done by one individual or in groups of up to three people.
Students would be required to submit a script and storyboard to the teacher before actually creating the podcast. Upon completion the students would submit the .m4a file to the teacher for posting. Students would then have the option to listen to other students work without having a formal reading situation.
English Standards
- C.8.1 Orally communicate information, opinions, and ideas effectively to different audiences for a variety of purposes.
- Perform expressive oral readings of prose, poetry, and drama
- E.8.1 Use computers to acquire, organize, analyze, and communicate information.
- Demonstrate efficient word-processing skills
- Perform basic computer operations on various platforms
Information and Technology Literacy Standards
- A.8.3 Use a computer and productivity software to organize and create information
- use graphics software to import pictures, images, and charts into documents
- B.8.5 Record and organize information
- organize and compare information using graphic organizers, storyboarding,
and other relational techniques
- organize and compare information using graphic organizers, storyboarding,
Student Assignment (Publisher File)
Student Assignment (PDF)
Sample Enhanced Podcast
COEHS Podcasting Website
Storyboard and Script
Chapter 1: Rush MUSIC: Start pendulum.
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FEMALE VOICE: Hello, what is poetry? After weeks of writing, rewriting, and thinking this is what I have come up with as my answer. How would you define it? The first poem developed out of an unexpected and unlikely turn of events within a friendship I never thought was possible. Rush Two thirty am calls |
Chapter 2: Eyes MUSIC:Start dewdrops.
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These next two poems are themed around one word. Eyes. Turquoise eyes Brown eyes peering |
Chapter 3: Madness MUSIC: Start tour bus long.
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This next poem happened by accident when life started getting crazy in every aspect. I’ve fittingly titled it madness Newest types of madness |
Chapter 4: Run MUSIC: Start redono beach long.
MUSIC STOPS
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The next set of poems could be about running towards something or running away. I’ll let you decide. We run to these places in our mind to hide. We run just to get away from things that drive us wild. We run to be free and we run to hide all in the same instance. I’m moving away from you trying to gain perspective of this life. Those eyes that once mesmerized me no longer touch my soul in that way. The clouds are far more fascinating. The sky is an amazing shade of blue and the wind is gently lifting my hair off my face. Things feel too perfect to let something like an unrequited love get in the way. I glance off to my left and see a wave of green ripple across this wide expanse of land. Wide open. This place is all mine at the moment and nothing can take that feeling away from me. Later tonight as I tuck myself into the bed that I once wished you would tuck me into I will remember this feeling of wide openness and relish in the closeness of a blanket and pillow to snuggle up with. This is my place to run away to when things seem too small. This is my place to run to when things seem to painful. Here in my mind the weather is always perfect and I am floating freely. We float away to these places in daydreams. We smile as our eyes glaze over and thoughts of happier places entrance our minds. We become taken. Nothing short of bliss happens as I drift away to my place. It’s a place where the sun shines down on me and a brook bubbles along as it cuts a winding path along the green grass. It’s a place that doesn’t involve you. That smile that once melted me like chocolate no longer gives me that sweet feeling. The devilish smirk no longer causes a field of butterflies to erupt within. You my dear are a thing of the past and my place is too peaceful to ever be disrupted by the sharp piercing of you voice. No longer melodic in tune is your voice, but rather just white noise that drones on in the background of life. I run. I run to this place a thousand times a day if I need to. I run until I feel that high that comes along with the endurance of it all. I run for me and for no one else. I run to escape you and your haunting images. I run to forget your embrace and the joy it once caused me. You may be my reason for running, but this I cannot believe. When I run nothing matter but the moment. Memories fade.
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Chapter 5: Abduction MUSIC: Start space log.
SOUND EFFECTS: Alien communication and spaceship taking off.
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This next poem was inspired by an article from Weekly World News and titled Alien Abduction Insurance; Now if You Get Probed by Aliens We've Got Your Butt Covered. The goal of this poem was to that this funny topic and turn it into something more serious. My poem is titled Alien Abduction Insurance Do you have it |
Chapter 6: Onward MUSIC: Start soaring.
MUSIC STOPS
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What does the future hold? What happens when present and future meet. This is titled onward Lying ahead |
Chapter 7: Feeling MUSIC: Start investigation long.
MUSIC CONTINUES
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The last poem of the night is a feeling. Grasp it |
Chapter 8: Closing MUSIC: continues for 5 seconds before stopping |
FEMALE VOICE: I hope you have enjoyed my creations; have you defined poetry for yourself? |
Questions? Comments? Email Nicole at weissnm@uwec.edu
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