From the Littlest Giant Fans

Last month, the third- and fourth-graders at Commodore Sloat Elementary School in San Francisco wrote some poems to honor their hometown heroes, now world champions.  Here are a few of them, as reported at SFGate.com:

It’s a Splash Hit

It’s Barry Zito hitting
home runs to the crowd.
Next up—Freddy Sanchez!
Crowd goes wild. Freddy hits the ball high flying
up, up, up—it’s out of the park.
It’s a splash hit!
Home Team’s the winner.

-Alden Cheang, 4th grade

Orange Baseball Caps

It’s a hard baseball of
calm robins dancing.
It’s sweet sugary lemonade.
It’s an excited catcher,
Buster Posey, throwing
apples, stars, and
orange baseball caps.

-Jun Chan, 3rd grade

I Am the Father of Huff’s Splash Hits

I am the father of Aubrey Huff’s splash hits.
I am the grandpa of Cody Ross’ RBI’s in game 5 of the NLCS.
I am the great grandpa of Andres Torres’ steals and doubles.
I am the great great grandpa of the Freak’s changeup.
I am the black, gold, and white home runs
of Buster Posey, Will Clark, Barry Bonds,
Willie Mays, and Juan Uribe.
All I know is I have
the best team in the world
because of Brian Wilson
getting to work at twilight
at Pacific Bell Park.
(Everyone
goes crazy when
he saves the game.)

-Sameer Mustafa, 4th grade

There They Go!

There they go up into
the sky—the orange and black
balls shoot up all over
the stars.
And there they go! Home
run! Crowd bursts into action.
I wish I were the steel bat
as it hits a home run.
There he goes—fast as lightning
and it’s a miracle he catches the ball.
There they go—howling, yelling,
roaring, too. That’s the crowd for you.

-Madison Chang, 4th grade

Flying Balls and Fans’ Calls

Flying balls and fans’ calls
and lots and lots of gulls
flying all over town
forming a giant crown
around San Francisco
creating a giant disco.
People dancing and
fans prancing’ trying
to get the ball—just
can’t get their fingers on it
because it’s too small
1st, 2nd, 3rd, home run!
The Giants beat them all,
nothing in the way,
the World Series just
two days away!
First Rays, then Braves,
Yippee! We beat them all!
There’s nothing better than
playing ball!

-Sawyer Dobson, 4th grade

New Planets

It’s a silver bat hitting a blue baseball
in the night sky while wolves awake
in hidden caves near the calm
Pacific Ocean filled with creatures
looking at the night sky
and the icy Milky Way
while scientists
seek new planets.

-Daniel Doan, 3rd grade


Published in Fans, Free Verse, San Francisco Giants, Youth | Link to this poem | 2 Comments

From the Littlest Giant Fans: 2 Comments

  1. Todd Herges wrote,

    This is too cool. Kudos to the teacher(s) at Commodore Sloat for the great idea and follow through!

  2. James Finn Garner wrote,

    I especially like the last one, spooky and other-worldly (literally).

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