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By Margaret Hillert
Nobody sees what I can see,
For at the back of my eyes, there is only me.
And nobody knows how my thoughts begin,
For there’s only myself inside my skin.
Isn’t it strange how everyone owns
Just enough skin to cover their bones?
My father’s would be too big to fit.
I’d be all wrinkled inside of it.
And my baby brother’s is much too small.
It just wouldn’t cover me up at all.
But I feel just right in the skin I wear.
And there’s nobody like me anywhere.
Activity 1: Read Aloud
Listen as the teacher reads the words. Then repeat after
the teacher.
thought enough
skin wouldn’t
strange right
wrinkled wear
small myself
Activity 2: Choose the word that has a similar meaning to
the underlined word.
1. Whenever I listen to my teacher, I fill my mind with
thoughts.
actions feelings ideas
2. On my way to school, I saw people looking at the strange
dog
different common black
3. My baby brother stepped on my paper. It got wrinkled.
Size of the
Body
Type of Hair