“Monster Pillows”

I was at the doctor’s office a couple of weeks ago and mom was looking at a magazine as we were waiting for a doctor. She pointed out the article about “Monster Pillows” and thought it would be cute if we made our own! Over the weekend i looked up how to make a monster pillow. Nothing showed up except you sew “inside out”. Therefore, I had to make up a design and improvise from there. I took some old clothes that weren’t in good enough shape to give away. So I drew my design on paper, cut it out, traced it 1/2 in from the design and hand sewed it! My first monster pillow 🙂

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Today, there was no school and I decided to make another monster pillow. I tried to use a pattern from last week on the sewing machine, but that didn’t work out too well. Meaning, I had to start all over. I thought of what animals i liked…FISH! Based on the goldfish crackers, I drew a “goldfish” straight on a soft piece of fabric. Then, i cut out some strips from all the old clothes I had saved for this. Using the sewing machine I sewed the first layer leaving 2 in opening to turn the unstuffed pillow inside out. Next, I stuffed the pillow and closed up the hole by hand. It took me the whole day to hand sew the strips on. I didn’t have enough for the back and I didn’t want to leave he back blank. So, I took a button and sewed it on along with a mouth. And I had a fish pillow 🙂

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And a special thanks to Mom for helping me work the sewing machine

and Kelly for letting me use her camera 🙂

Through the eyes of a Jew

Through the eyes of a Jew

Behind the blur of tears

All they can see and feel are a child’s fears.

A gentle smile washed away

As everyone finally knew

That no one liked them because they were a Jew.

With a point of a finger

They would hold their breath

If they were given life or death.

At night cries are heard and guns are fired

Days and days go by

As the prayers are unanswered of not wanting to die.

A happy couple never to be reunited

As the only place they know each other is in their heart.

And sadness come when families are torn apart.

Decaying bodies are walked over

As children think they are just asleep

And lay next to their parents crying without a peep.

More crying comes

Arms are raised in the air

As they felt someone care.

“You are safe now”,

The words ring to their ears

As they will no longer fear.

A happy family inside their home

And their sore feet and boney legs

Carry themselves to a place to beg.

“Your job is done and you did well”

“And now you’re through”

Through the now closed eyes of a Jew.

For language arts we are learning about the holocaust. For a project we had to make a collage and write a poem about it. So, this was my poem 🙂