Today's journal is going to be creative. On your own sheet of paper, brainstorm a list of all the possible reasons you can think of for not getting out of bed. What is it about your day that you don't want to face? Try to imagine every possible thing that is wrong and might go wrong today. Once you're done, write a poem in which you justify your decision to stay in bed all day. Below is a sample:
Why I Will Not Get Out of Bed - Liz Enagonio
The sheets are holding me
prisoner: clever grabbers,
breath-sealers.
They think they're very funny
indeed.
If I put my foot out
the rug snarls and
seizes my ankles.
I'll be tossed
high into the hallway,
thrown in a heap at
the bottom of the stairs.
Mostly I hate the way
the kitchen smirks
and unhinges its jaws:
how it gorges on my sleep,
how it gags on my dreams.
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Why I Can't Get Out Of Bed Today, By Ellie Verdon.
ReplyDeleteI won't get out of bed today, I think I'd rather die.
The floor might fill with lava, maybe waist or eyball high.
My bathroom may turn frightening, with monsters in the sink.
I wont get out of bed today,its too dangerous I think.
My oatmeal could fill up the kitchen, I'd be a breakfast diver.
I'd rather stay in bed today, than drown in all that fiber.
But whats that yummy scent I smell, is it breakfast mothers makin?
I might get out of bed today, I think I smell some bacon.
I won't get out of bed, never ever ever.
ReplyDeleteI'm going to stay in bed forever and ever.
The chilly morning air nips and steals my breath.
Getting out of bed will surely bring me death.
Going to school is deadly, for all that did not know.
The teachers words are poison, the kids heads will all blow.
Hopefully this ends soon.
I wish school ended at noon.
I didn't get nearly enough,
ReplyDeleteSleep is my drug and the withdrawal's rough.
The day that lies ahead
Seems like a waste,
My dream was better than reality
What I wouldn't give for just another taste.
The other reason is the is the dog,
Her warm and fuzzy self huddled right up next to me.
I try to clear my eyes of the fog,
For lights I cannot see.
I finally muster up the courage
To step into the cold.
I start to lean toward the edge,
Which seems only for the bold.
Finally, I roll on out,
Tumbling off the edge.
Suddenly I feel the drop,
The covers right on top.
And now the struggle starts all over,
This long and losing war.
School isn't that important today,
I'll just stay here on the floor
I can't get out of bed today,
ReplyDeletewhy would I, my blankets warm
and my floor is cold.
Steping out of bed
would just be a death trap.
My back is acheing,
my knee is killing
I'd rather just stay in bed today.
My Bed Sounds so Much Better
ReplyDeleteThere is not any snow on the ground,
My bed sounds so much better.
Then getting up and going out,
And working for a letter.
Getting up and going to school
dosen't sound like much fun.
My bed sounds so much better.
Because i don't even see the sun.
Mom Don't Wake Me Up, By Brittany Rothbauer
ReplyDeleteMy mom woke me up today yelling "School! Now get up!"
She didn't notice that on my desk,I had water in my cup.
I threw it at her face,
Then she started crying.
It didn't make me feel that bad because I knew she was not dying.
My mom should know by now that I really need my beauty sleep,
But when she comes into my room each morning, I want to make her weep.
This sounds so very mean I know,
But if she wakes me up again I'll be ready with a bow...
There is a pounding in my head,
ReplyDeleteI cannot get out of bed.
I don’t want to do my hair,
My conditioner might be Nair.
My perfume may be rotten,
If so, today will not be forgotten.
When I got in my car,
It may not start.
What’s wrong?
I don’t even know what part.
After school I babysit,
They may through a fit.
Then at work I’ll by slicing and frying,
I could cut and burn myself until I’m crying. Or dying!
Waking up in the morning,
ReplyDeletethe alarm clock gives me that sad warning.
I need to get out of bed,
even though school crerates the pain in my head.
All I want is just five more,
but I end up falling on the floor.
I don't want to go to school,
all it does is make you feel like a fool.
I'd rather stay under the warm covers,
than go out to find what the day uncovers.
Under my blankets, its warm and nice.
ReplyDeleteStepping into the cold, just wouldn't suffice.
Walking down the stairs, I could trip and fall.
But being this tired, would I care at all.
I go to school and my teachers speak to me.
I should really get a five hour energy.
Lunch time is here- people run looking like clowns.
They yell and scream until the sixth hour bell sounds.
The day is done, my homework is heaping in piles.
But I can't go home, I must run five miles.
I hate getting out of bed
ReplyDeleteMy anger is slowly turning red.
School is very boring,
I would much rather be snoring.
You never know what the day will bring,
but i would rather dream about a wedding ring.
Dreams are always better then school,
because in them I am always cool.
This poem is really terrible,
but I guess I'll make it bearable.
Today is my fathers birthday,
so I guess that makes it a good day.
I can't wait to go out to dinner,
so I wont be getting any thinner.
i don't thinks i should leave my bed,
ReplyDeleteif i do i might end up dead.
the thought of leaving just makes me sad,
if i do get up i'll be very mad.
i could be laying in my bed nice and warm,
if i leave i could bring myself to harm.
i could get into a gruesome crash with a tree,
or i could be back in bed on the count of three.
i quess that i am too far gone,
before i reach the school i'll be done.
Protection is all I feel Wrapped in my cocoon These blankets are all I have for comfort Where someone's arms should be Outside of my room I must face the reality Of how alone and overwhelmed I feel No giving up though Time to face another day
ReplyDeleteThat was supposed to be a different format
ReplyDeleteTo wake up in the morning
ReplyDeleteand hear my alarm sound.
Listening to my dad snorring
and my brothers walking around.
Cant fall back to sleep
There's way to much to much to do
At breakfast I don't utter a peep
I just want to cry - boo-who.
I might trip and fall
walking down stairs.
or have a close call
But who really cares.
Its early in the morning
and I miss my bed.
If I'm doing some grouching
know I'd rather be sleeping instead
Today I don't want to get out of bed.
ReplyDeleteI feel like my shoes are full of lead.
I could fail a test.
Also I can't open my locker the best,
So I could be late for my classes.
I could forget my glasses.
I won't get out of bed today, just try and make me.
ReplyDeleteThe only reason that I am getting up is because i really have to pee.
I'll hop right back into bed because otherwise monsters will attack.
For now im content just laying here in my bed on my back.
Outside there might be a hurricane and that's something i don't want to chance.
I can just tell that there is someone outside my door waiting with a lance.
So I will not get out of bed today
Because everything seems to be in my way.
I wont get out of bed today, my sheets are warm and comfy.
ReplyDeleteMy mom comes in to wake me but still I'm Kind of cranky.
She says come one sweetie get up and face the day.
She doesn't really get it, and no one really does.
I really love my bed and that is where I want to stay.
Still she say its getting later you're going to be later.
Better hurry.
Some day I'm never getting out of bed
I feel nice in my bed,
ReplyDeleteUntil I think of the day ahead.
Setting my feet on the floor,
I can feel a cold wind gust through the door.
Down the steps I walk,
hoping not to trip on a sock.
I make it safely to the toaster.
I put in bread, only to find,
It's blacker than a charred marshmallow on a roaster.
When my alarm clock rang this morning, I thought that I might cry
ReplyDeleteI don't want stupid school today, I think I'd rather die
What if in my closet hides a big, black bear?
It could try and eat me, I should stay in bed I swear
School is just too dangerous I really do think so
All those tests and papers, please don't make me go!
So no more school for me today, I think I'm pretty ill
I will just watch Rugrats with Tommy, Phil, and Lil
p.s. I don't really think this Mrs. Myers, I love school!:)
As the time reaches 6:10
ReplyDeletesighing as i lift my head
fearful about what is ahead
i get up
wondering if i will be able to conquer the day
or things i will forget to say
but at the same time i thank god for every ray
I'm scared to get out of bed today
ReplyDeleteIn my closet is where the monsters stay
School work is not what I want to do
I'd rather take a little snooze
Just ten more minutes, I promise I'll rise
After this really good dream, I'll open my eyes
But if the monsters get me
I will be absent, you will see
--Don't worry Mrs. Myers, I love school just as much as Hannah. ;)
The covers are warm,
ReplyDeleteWhile outside there is a storm.
The clock begins to ring,
Downstairs my mother begins to sing.
I reluctantly crawl out of bed,
And walk to the kitchen to be fed.
I think of what my day will be like,
And as usual it will be on big uphill hike.
Why would I leave a Kovu who wants to snuggle
ReplyDeleteto just go face all the tasks I have to juggle?
I'll be attacked by homework
by all those teachers who just smirk.
Instead, I think I'll just stay here in bed.
Here, I can avoid everything in which I dread.
Yes, this is clever indeed,
wrap my blankets around me and all day I'll read.