You tell me...
The other day, I helped out on a field trip with my kids' third-grade class. We went to a nature center (where the class maintains a garden) and had several stations with different activities pertaining to nature. My station did haiku writing (coincidence? I think not, Mrs. Sayen! :)
However, I've never written a haiku before. Ha! My CP Deanna writes them, but I don't write "poetry" ever, so this whole thing was new to me too. It was a lot of fun and it really is not my fault that, like, 60% of the poems ended up pertaining to the food chain in some way. SERIOUSLY!! I am apparently a master of subliminal suggestion or something because even though I did not set out to influence these young poets, A LOT of the poems ended up touching on my pet topic. Or maybe it's just because these were 8-year-olds and you know, that's what my inner 7-year-old simply aspires to be. Hee hee :)
Anyway, the kids all did a great job and I *think* they understand haiku, basically, but one of the kids REALLY understands haiku, as you will see below. This is my son Jack's poem (and I have to add that I am so freakish about not giving my kids special attention when I'm supposed to be helping other kids too that I usually give my own kids LESS help than the other kids- so this really did come from him with limited help- i.e. I think I helped steer his subject choice to squirrels and then he was on his own!)
There was a lot of dispute over how many syllables "squirrel" has, but if you read it with two, he's happy to change the first line to "The brown squirrel flies..." since I steered him to one, which is probably wrong. See, I don't write haiku!
But, you tell me: are we looking at a future writer here or what??? Ha!
I'm so proud! :)
However, I've never written a haiku before. Ha! My CP Deanna writes them, but I don't write "poetry" ever, so this whole thing was new to me too. It was a lot of fun and it really is not my fault that, like, 60% of the poems ended up pertaining to the food chain in some way. SERIOUSLY!! I am apparently a master of subliminal suggestion or something because even though I did not set out to influence these young poets, A LOT of the poems ended up touching on my pet topic. Or maybe it's just because these were 8-year-olds and you know, that's what my inner 7-year-old simply aspires to be. Hee hee :)
Anyway, the kids all did a great job and I *think* they understand haiku, basically, but one of the kids REALLY understands haiku, as you will see below. This is my son Jack's poem (and I have to add that I am so freakish about not giving my kids special attention when I'm supposed to be helping other kids too that I usually give my own kids LESS help than the other kids- so this really did come from him with limited help- i.e. I think I helped steer his subject choice to squirrels and then he was on his own!)
The brown squirrel can fly
to escape from the wildcat.
Webbed wings are so cool.
to escape from the wildcat.
Webbed wings are so cool.
There was a lot of dispute over how many syllables "squirrel" has, but if you read it with two, he's happy to change the first line to "The brown squirrel flies..." since I steered him to one, which is probably wrong. See, I don't write haiku!
But, you tell me: are we looking at a future writer here or what??? Ha!
I'm so proud! :)







