From The Artists Studio
The following is a poem dedicated to the families of the American Airlines crew of Flight 587. It was written by the children in Mrs. Todes’ Class 5-503 at Public School 114Q and presented by Ms. Gallehr’s Class K-016 in June 2003. The poem was written as part of the Rockaway Artists Alliance’s "from the heART" Art Therapy Program. Christina Jorge was Program Director. Christine Mullally was Creative Writing Instructor.
We Will Remember You
I will remember you…
By watching the sunset with my friends, watching the American flag wave in the air standing for freedom, and hoping that we all can make peace in the world.—Jesse Gentile.
When I sit on my aunt’s deck on the bay watching the fireworks with my family remembering how great it is to be an American.—Lauren Katen.
When I see the glittering silvery clouds floating in the air.—Mike Peskitt.
As a sunset blending with the sky not knowing what awaits us the next day. —Kathleen Fulton.
When the storm has quelled and light has broken through the clouds and hope has sprung up once more. —Wesley Newman.
When the birds fly free over the beach. When the American flag flies free in the wind. —Matt Edelson.
I can remember you by the waves crashing up on the sandy shore on a hot summer beach kind of day. And the twinkling stars in the sky in a shade of dark blue. But I will remember you like picking a juicy peach from a tree because the tree will be there forever and you will be in our memories, too, as long as we live.—Marielle DeNaro.
I will remember you… By holding sand in my hands, walking in the dunes and passing the Memorial. —Elijah Vasilets.
When war comes to an end and peace and happiness overflow our hearts.—Julianne Marnick.
When I walk along the beach, climb up the ladder onto a lifeguard chair
and watch the sun sparkle into the ocean. — Erin Malloy.
By the door inside of me opening at the sight of happiness.—John Murray.
When the birds fly over. When the clouds fly over. That very empty lot.—Brianna Moroney.
By the way we would run up to the ice cream truck, the way we would plant violets and roses, how we would swing on the tire swings.—Roxanne Siempre.
Cuando yo camino en la playa y juego con mis amigos tu estaras a i. tu siempre estaras en mi corazon porque tu estes en la vida de todos de nosotros.—Stephanie Benitez.
I will remember you… When I linger on the beach and watch the fireworks on the Fourth of July.—Tommy Welsh.
By the time we spent running side by side watching the sunset.—Elliot Vaiman.
By planting lemons and trees in the backyard, walking on the beach when the sunsets, playing at the park, watching the boats sail away next to the lighthouse, by watching the moon. I will always remember you.—Ariel Stelbert.
As a flying bird.—Ari F.
By the huge strong powerful waves because of how strong you are. —Zachar Wade.
By sweet watermelon because that’s the kind of person you were.—Alix Blutstein.
When stars come out at night shining so bright as if they were little
lights that God turns on and off. —Emily K.
I will remember you… When I go to the beach to get a shell so when I am at home I will never forget the sounds of the ocean.—Lebro C. Burnette.
When I am picking apples from a tree and when I am walking on the sand feeling the sand on my toes.—Esmerelda Sandoval.
When I see the beautiful bright yellow sun sparkling in the sky.—Tommy Dalton.
When I see the reflection of the moon on the calm water. And when I look up at the stars shining so bright it lights up my heart.—Dana DiStabile.
When I eat juicy strawberries.
The seeds stand for rebirth and your loved ones were reborn in heaven.—Tammie Schneider.
Flying through the clouds, Fearlessly spreading your wings, Encircling the spirits in all of us.—Ann Marie Todes.
As the firefly that lights up my way through the dark summer night as I’m walking down the boardwalk.—Terrence Hyland.
By Mrs. Todes Class #5-503, PS 114
Belle Harbor, NY.