Then I had them choose an object of their own to write about. I asked for a poem form, so some are not in complete sentences, some used them anyway-out of habit, I'm sure. The hardest part for them was coming up with the object itself-I love how creative they were in their choices.
This one was my favorite:
Ponytail-hairstyle: I am always getting messed up.....
Egg-I am colorful. I have to have salt. I can be eaten.
Pencil-...I'm sad because my lead broke.
I'm happy because people are stepping on me. I see the plants grow.
If I were a backpack my life would be embarrassed being dragged on the floor all the time. :) (Who hasn't felt like that some days! )