Thursday, November 1, 2007

Special Spooky Poem of the Day

The poetry readings are back on at our house! Hooray!!! I won't say the girls woke up begging for a poem, but when I suggested I had a very good and very spooky poem to share with them this morning, they were excited to hear it.

Here is Lewis Caroll's wonderful poem:

Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!
How I wonder what you’re at!
Up above the world you fly,
Like a teatray in the sky.

As you can imagine, this cracked-up my 2- and 4-year-olds to no end. They both love Alice in Wonderland, so I may let them in on the origins of this poem and read an excerpt from Alice tonight for their bedtime book.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Today's Poem - Thursday

So, we missed a day yesterday - no poem of the day for Wed. The kids are in back-to-school mode, and between meeting new teachers, getting new sneakers, and a few last minute summer adventures, we forgot to read our daily poem yesterday.

But no matter, because today was a new day, a new day ready to march forward with our preschool poetry curriculum. The hands-down favorite poem so far has been Emily Dickinson's I'm Nobody. Magpie must recite it two or three times a day - emphasis on the shhh, don't tell anyone they'll vanish us! which clearly is an improvement on the original ...banish us. So I decided to give the people what they want, and read them one of Em-D's oldest standards:

A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.

And then he drank a dew
From a convenient grass,
And then hopped sidewise to the wall
To let a beetle pass.

He glanced with rapid eyes
That hurried all abroad,--
They looked like frightened beads, I thought;
He stirred his velvet head

Like one in danger; cautious,
I offered him a crumb,
And he unrolled his feathers
And rowed him softer home

Than oars divide the ocean,
Too silver for a seam,
Or butterflies, off banks of noon,
Leap, splashless, as they swim.

This poem was another clear winner, with both girls really enjoying acting out the poem, and there was also the added benefit of being able to work in an etiquette lesson in Line 8, when we demonstrated how the bird ...hopped sideways to the wall/to let a bettle pass. I'm guessing that bird does not live in New York City!!!!! :) LOL!!

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