Naomi Shihab Nye, "Rain"
A teacher asked Paul
what he would remember
from third grade, and he sat
a long time before writing
"this year somebody tutched me
on the sholder"
and turned his paper in.
Later she showed it to me
as an example of her wasted life.
The words he wrote were large
as houses in a landscape.
He wanted to go inside them
and live, he could fill in
the windows of "o" and "d"
and be safe while outside
birds building nests in drainpipes
knew nothing of the coming rain.
Today!
1. Currently! Quotes of the week and page totals! Week 6 book mark!
2. Write a response post? Up to you!
3. Write (at least?) one paragraph for your "Art of" project. Just save it to your network folder; you don't need to post it to your blog.
4. Ask me for help!
Where can I find the list that says who is going on which day for the book talks? I've looked at all 3 blogs and the homepage and still have not seen it.
ReplyDeleteIt is not up yet . . sorry about that, Rachel. If you turn out to be listed to go tomorrow but aren't ready, it's not a problem--we have a few people to catch up with and also a few other things I plan to do.
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