I started a Poetry unit with the 8th graders I'm working with this semester. They are homeless and at-risk youth enrolled in a Juvenile Court school. This was one of the poems I read to them to begin the unit.
Barbie Doll
By Marge Piercy
This girlchild was born as usual
and presented dolls that did pee-pee
and miniature GE stoves and irons
and wee lipsticks the color of cherry candy.
Then in the magic of puberty, a classmate said:
You have a great big nose and fat legs.
She was healthy, tested intelligent,
possessed strong arms and back,
abundant sexual drive and manual dexterity.
She went to and fro apologizing.
Everyone saw a fat nose on thick legs.
She was advised to play coy,
exhorted to come on hearty,
exercise, diet, smile and wheedle.
Her good nature wore out
like a fan belt.
So she cut off her nose and her legs
and offered them up.
In the casket displayed on satin she lay
with the undertaker's cosmetics painted on,
a turned-up putty nose,
dressed in a pink and white nightie.
Doesn't she look pretty? everyone said.
Consummation at last.
To every woman a happy ending.
"Man, that is so messed up."
This is one poem I'd like to use in my English class...
Tell us more about your work at that school!
Posted by: allmycke | January 24, 2009 at 02:08 PM
I just never get poetry. It is partly the short lines (which I just cannot read) but there must be more to it. I have tried but my eyes and mind wander off halfway through.
I am better if it is read but not a lot better.
Shame really.
Posted by: Reluctant Blogger | January 24, 2009 at 02:20 PM
I hope that boy makes it.
Posted by: Smalltown Mom | January 24, 2009 at 02:48 PM
I've read that one before. Still in punches me right in the gut.
Posted by: Mary Alice | January 24, 2009 at 04:23 PM
WOW. Messed up to the max.
Posted by: Suzanne | January 24, 2009 at 04:39 PM
That is a good one. I bet that brought about some good discussion.
Posted by: blognut | January 24, 2009 at 05:32 PM
Very Messed Up. What happened in the following discussion?
(My brothers at that age called me fat and ugly. Guess what words I hear repeated on the tape that plays in my head?)
Posted by: kcinnova | January 24, 2009 at 06:41 PM
I like that boy.
Posted by: Professor J | January 24, 2009 at 08:19 PM
Funny, because that is exactly what I was thinking! I would have loved to hear the discussion that followed!
Posted by: jenrantsraves | January 24, 2009 at 08:23 PM
That poem gives you so much to think about. I would love to hear what it says to those kids.
Posted by: Manic Mommy | January 24, 2009 at 09:16 PM
My favourite unit to teach when I was teaching high school English was the media unit. The kids loved deconstructing popular songs, ads and television shows for warped societal messages.
Posted by: mandy | January 25, 2009 at 12:26 AM
I am so impressed by you! I love Marge Piercy. I still remember reading The Edible Woman
Posted by: Irish Goddess | January 25, 2009 at 12:47 AM
I love Marge Piercy. And that boy's reaction.
Posted by: Jennifer H | January 25, 2009 at 02:24 AM
That comment coming from a homeless, at-risk kid? Well...he knows messed up.
I had never read that poem...I have a class that would love it...let's see what a group of pretty high on the money ladder Japanese ladies have to say about that! This could be interesting...thanks for the idea, Jenn.
Posted by: debbie | January 25, 2009 at 07:53 AM
Oh, that is excellent! Both.
Posted by: madmad | January 25, 2009 at 09:18 AM
Wow, that was painful to read. I've never read that before.
Posted by: Jessica Bern | January 25, 2009 at 02:43 PM
Our hearts warm the most in the least expected places.
Posted by: Cheri @ Blog This Mom! | January 26, 2009 at 08:45 PM