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"As writers, we’re celebrating National Poetry Month by crafting a poem or two, but we’re also excited to check out If the World Were My Classroom…, a new poetry anthology published by She’s the First, a nonprofit that raises money for girls’ education in developing countries.

She’s the First asked “If the world were my classroom, I’d teach a girl…”, and more than 8,000 first-time writers and seasoned professionals from around the world submitted their inspirational responses. The poems selected aim to “express the evolving wisdom, brave vulnerability, and bold ambition that we universally share with girls worldwide, despite the vastly different circumstances into which we are born.”

Pick up a copy at She’s the First or swing by our Twitter giveaway on Wednesday at 12 PT for a chance to win your own copy. Tweet a response to the prompt “If the world were my classroom, I’d teach a girl…” and the best verses will be compiled into a poem and three winners will be randomly selected to win an autographed copy of the anthology!

We hope you’re able to express yourself this month and maybe even help other women do the same!”

-ModCloth

Watch live streaming video from shesthefirst at livestream.com

Yesterday was the big She’s the First Voice Your Verse Event!!! It was an exciting and inspiring night. Watch it live here! 

                   Students were asked to write a poem answering the question: 

                 If the World Was Your Classroom, What Would you teach a girl?

                                                                      ——

Twain said, don’t let school interfere
Find your education far and near
Beyond tops of the mountains,
Into brilliant skies
Beneath ships at sea
Where the blue whale glides
 
Put on your Nikes, your flippers, your skies
Drive, walk or bike
Get out, feel the breeze
 
It isn’t a race, but there’s so much to know
And even more to discover
It’s a spectacular show!
 
There’s way more out there
Than any one can take in
But take a risk, dive in deep,
Task yourself with a dare
Stick that toe in the pool,
Forge a path not yet there!
 
You needn’t be fast or nimble of foot
Just curious, eager and sure of your worth -
Having doubts?  That’s ok. You’re not the first
And learning alone can be quite accursed
Has one you admire been up the same hill?
Grab hold of her line, you’ll both have a thrill
You’ll learn from her, and she’ll learn from you.
About mountains or mazes or rich cosmic goo
Whatever the topic – math, science or art
There’s no better day than today – yes, let’s start!
When you’ve asked more questions than questions you’ve answered
Come back to square one and take measure, take stock
What have you learned?  Where have you got?
 
To be sure that you’ve learned your lessons by heart, turn around
And you’ll find someone to teach
What she learns from you gives her further reach
Into oceans and skies and steep mountain passes
And back down on the ground in her school books and classes
-Emily Broussard Mitchell (with a nod to Dr. Seuss) 

             Students were asked to write a poem answering the question: 

           If the World Was Your Classroom, What Would you teach a girl?

                                                        ——

Keep Calm, Stay Strong
Keep up all that laughter.
Don’t let your childhood go.
Don’t go searching for a happily ever after,
For when it comes, you will know.

Stay true to who you are.
If you get lost, you will always find your way.
You are and always will be among the stars.
Each and every one of you will have her day.

Don’t let the threads of your life fray.
Keep your ambitions strong.
From life’s path, do not stray.
Your dreams and aspirations can’t go wrong.

Everybody makes their own mistakes,
To that there is no question.
In life’s game there are no fakes,
Living life on the edge is just a suggestion.

One love gone is not love lost.
It is far from the end of love.
Your heart should always be the cost,
For the one who fits you like a glove.

Keep your true friends near,
Because they are one in a million.
But, keep your best friend here,
Because she is one in a billion.

Your family is the people who love you most.
So don’t take them for granted.
Of your achievements they are not afraid to boast,
When the seeds of your life have been planted.

In the end you are your own hero.
Keep calm and stay strong.
You will never be a zero.
There will always be a place where you belong.

-Jonna Gath

             Students were asked to write a poem answering the question: 

           If the World Was Your Classroom, What Would you teach a girl?

                                                        ——

More than She Will Ever Know


If the world was my classroom
I would teach a girl to never give up because she is capable of more than she will ever know

If the world was my classroom
I would teach a girl that she is worthy of respect and love because she is more important than she will ever know

If the world was my classroom
I would teach a girl to never settle for second best because she deserves more than she will ever know

If the world was my classroom
I would teach a girl to believe in herself because she IS more than she will ever know

-Jamie Moran

             Students were asked to write a poem answering the question: 

           If the World Was Your Classroom, What Would you teach a girl?

                                                        ——

Glow
Hey there, pretty girl
There’s so much you can learn
About the way a flower blooms
or the branches of a fern

Tell me, pretty child
What makes your eyes so wide
With the wonder of the world
And knowledge’s rolling tide

I could tell you, pretty princess
Of how the president plays
But I think yould much rather know
What laughs in the sun’s rays

Silly little fairy
Who twirls and spins all day
You seem to float above the ground
And bring light in every way

So, pretty little dancer
Who skips down life’s new path
The world will put up boulders
And seem so full of wrath

But if you keep that pretty smile
And giggle at the dark
Life will never hurt you
You’ll be safe in every park

Pretty little hand
Holding so tight to mine
There’s things out there that scare you
Don’t let them shadow your shine

My pretty little girl
You’ll grow and grow and grow 
If the world was my schoolhouse
I’d teach you how to glow

-Natalie Harris

             Students were asked to write a poem answering the question: 

           If the World Was Your Classroom, What Would you teach a girl?

                                                        ——

Tips on how to quilt your blanket

Life is good material to work with.
Cut it into squares of dreams
Then sew them together with rhinestones.
Make your blanket sparkle.

Darn the blanket’s holes with ice cream.
Mend its unraveling seams with chocolate.
Remove the salty stain of tears
With laughter and butterfly kisses.

When the blanket
Gets dragged through the mud,
When its color starts to fade,
When its tassels have lost all their threads,
Remember,
No jagged, regretful, rips
Should have been left unmended,
No miscellaneous threads
Should have been sitting untied,
No stubborn wrinkles
Should have left their permanent dents.
Because quilting a blanket
That lasts through it all
Is one quarter hard work
and three quarters
believing that you can.

-Isobel Romberger

Students were asked to write a poem answering the question: 

           If the World Was Your Classroom, What Would you teach a girl?

                                                        ——

Las Sencillas

Las chicas sencillas
también buscan el amor
que les alegren la vida
y que les coloreen el corazón.

A veces hay dias malos
que no tenemos emoción
solo queremos estar tranquilas
o sentadas en un rincón.

A las chicas sencillas como yo
nos gusta vestirnos normal
con un poco de ropa decente
y un poco de ropa formal.

En el colegio somos discretas
escribimos en silencio
y no hacemos morisquetas.

Somos alegres y divertidas
pero no nos gusta que nos tomen
como unas niñas engreidas.

En conclusión somos niñas normales.
Pero lo bueno es que no nos gusta
hacernos notar.
por eso cada día
lo vivimos nada más.


Simple

Simple girls
also look for love
to bring happiness to life
and color to the heart.

Sometimes there are bad days
when we have no emotion
only want to be still
seated in a corner.

Simple girls like me
like to dress normal
some decent clothes
and some formal.

In school we are discrete
we write in silence
we make no faces.

We are happy and fun,
But not to be mistaken
for spoiled.

In the end, we are
simply girls.
We don’t seek attention.
We live one day at a time.

-Nicole Loreto Rosales Bernal 

 

Take a look at this fascniating book from poet Kevin Young and be inspired to write—and eat!—during poetry month this April!

“In the introduction, I talk a lot about how food and poems are related,” Mr. Young said. “They are both, to me, necessities.”

Read more: Poems that Make You Hungry