On this death bed,
Let me you about the story about my life as a
WOMAN...
"I was born...
They said I looked like a princess
of the Women's Suffrage.
They knew from the start,
that I would help in the Women's Suffrage.
When I was three, I learned how to
Read and Write.
When I went to school,
my teacher refused to teach me
long division because I was a
GIRL.
So my father hired a teacher to teach me at home.
Years passed by...
I became a WOMAN.
I wasn't a GIRL anymore.
I didn't understand why women shouldn't get their right to vote?
I thought we were human too.
What is the difference between men to women?
Is it the way we look?
Is it the way we act?
What is it?
So I brought a group of women, and
voted.
We weren't allowed but we did it anyways,
for our rights.
Of course we got caught and payed bail,
but it was worth it.
I am just so glad that I was part of the
WOMEN'S Suffrage.
I am just so glad I was able to do these things for
WOMEN.
I am just so glad that I am a
WOMAN."
It's time for me to go to you.
I'll help from up in heaven
WOMEN FOREVER.
Reflection: This poem is a narrative poem and has some similes. I thought narrative poems aren't as hard as other poems, so I wrote the poem as a narrative poem. I wrote the poem like I was Susan. B Anthony. This poem was about when Susan B. Anthony dies in 1820, she tells the people about her story when she was living during the time of Women's Suffrage. She tells what happened when she was young, what she did when she grew up in to a women and how she felt being a women and being part of the women's suffrage. I don't think I had a real big problem writing this poem but I had a little hard time on the ending.
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Great poem, but I love that you did the reflection with it. You really went above and beyond and I love that you didn't need prompting to do it. Well done. I like how you used the facts and worked within the structure of a poem using the poetic devices we've discussed.
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