So today, Noah got to write his own "snow" poem for English. First, we wrote one together:
by Noah and Mommy
to get wet!
some wet snow!
Then, Noah got to write a snow poem all on his own. His is a little tricky to follow without all his verbal explanations, but not bad for a first grader:
Loseboot [a name, apparently]
Is going to toot
Play in the night
Night fight. [à la Dr. Seuss]
Not to be left out, Jude wrote his own little poem on a scrap of paper:
Jude the dude who was not rude
Okay, okay, I get the hint. Lunch is served...
(Re: Jude's poem: What else is new?!)
Writer and podcaster Joshua Pantalleresco has had more than a few unexpected twists and turns in his life, but he’s learned to embrace change and opportunities when they come… and has usually been grateful he has.
Now, all I see is the slow fade
When you look at me, who do you see?
In my closet, hanging there
Beneath the dust and disrepair
Is evidence I used to dare
To don these clothes I used to wear...