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Local Sensibilities

 

The freshmen in English 9 are starting their poetry unit by heading to Hawaii - in our minds at least.  Wing Tek Lum’s “Local Sensibilities” contrasts tourists’/outsiders’ views of Hawaii with those of the people who make their homes in Hawaii.  The freshmen were asked to emulate the style of Lum’s poem with their own Nebraskan versions of “Local Sensibilities.”  Here are some of their stanzas.

 

By Alessa Gall:

When I see a cow

I do not think of a well-

done steak served on a platter,

But instead, the endless hours outside

working hard to one day win a trophy.

When I think of a farmer

Providing food for the country 

and driving a combine does not come to mind,

Instead I think of my father

and the late nights out in the field.

 

By Sophia Morfeld…

When I think of Nebraska,

It’s not just cornfields and dirt roads.

It’s beautiful sunrises in the early mornings.

When I think of football,

I don’t think of winning a game with a ball,

I think of a fanbase who still has hope for their team.


 

By Kendall Schneider

When I hear the word “cow”

The picture of a black and white animal 

Does not come to mind;

Rather taking care of the animal like

Feeding and herding.

When I see the hills

I do not think of the endless

Up and down;

Instead the beautiful view 

Of openness and sunsets.

 

By Grant Hanel

When I think of corn, I don’t think of

A food you can buy in cans.

I think of a plant 

That is a livelihood.

When I think of cattle I don’t

Think of a hamburger.  I think

Of the early mornings and late

Nights of the hardest work.

 

By Josh Eisenmann

When I think of Nebraska plains,

I do not think of it being flat;

Instead I think of the 4,584 foot difference

In elevation from east to west.

When I taste a steak in my mouth,

I do not think of the fancy restaurant I 

Am eating at;

The image of many feedlots is what comes to mind.


 

By Chyann Becker…

When I think of a farmer, I don’t see men in ragged cloth

Overalls and donkeys.  I see hard working men and women in jean with cattle.

When I think of harvesting, I don’t think 

Leaves, pumpkins, pinecones, and squirrels.  I think of 

Combines, deadlines, and warm dinner with family afterwards.