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Got the FCAT Blues?

Here is a school poem to lift your spirits during this FCAT week!

The Very Best Feeling
~by Betsy Franko

There’s excited,
delighted,

scared,
and mad.

There’s happy,
embarrased,

surprised,
and sad.

But the very best feeling
that we’ve ever had,

the one that we have every day,

is the feeling we get
when the final bell rings,
and there’s nothing to do but just PLAY!

From the book:

Whether you are heading to the stadium, watching on TV, or signing up to play, baseball season is here! The game of baseball has evolved over time, catching on and becoming uniquely American in the 1850s! Now a national pastime, the game is part of our culture in the form of family traditions, movies, heroes, and even poems! One of the most famous baseball poems is Casey at the Bat. It was written in 1888 by Ernest L. Thayer. This poem tells a gripping tale about a fictional baseball team, the ‘Mudville nine’ and star player, Casey.

Please enjoy this excerpt of Casey at the Bat. Visit the library to check out the complete poem!

Casey at the Bat: A Ballad of the Republic Sung in the Year 1888.

The out look wasn’t brilliant for the Mudville nine that day’
The score stood four to two with but one inning more to play.
And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game.

[...]

Then from 5,000 throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
It knocked upon the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.

[...]

Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt;
Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt.
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance gleamed in Casey’s eye, a sneer curled Casey’s lip.

 

 

A few weeks ago, a NASA  spacecraft took some pictures of a passing comet!

Click here to see the pictures!

Read this poem about comets and space!

Comet

Ice, rock, dirt,
Metal and gas -
Around the sun
A comet may pass.
A dirty snowball
Of space debris.
The biggest snowball
That you’ll ever see.

From comets, stars, the moon, and mars: Space Poems and Paintings by Douglas Florian. Harcourt, Inc. 2007.

Have you heard about Flat Stanley? 

 

He’s the boy who was flattened by a bulletin board!  You’d think that being flattened by a bulletin board would have put an end to all his adventures, but Stanley went on even more amazing adventures after becoming flat. He’s traveled by mail to and from all sorts of exotic locations, like Africa, Egypt, Japan, Mexico and Mount Rushmore.  Once he even went into space! 

 

Last week we, the Saturday Kids’ Club, celebrated Flat Stanley and his journeys to far off places!  After reading The Mount Rushmore Calamity we got together, talked about out the story and then each of us made a Flat Stanley of our own.

 

 

 

Next we had to decide where to mail Flat Stanley.  We wrote letters to our friends and family asking them to take a picture with Flat Stanley and then mail him back to us (with a picture of his adventure too)!

 Click HERE for more Flat Stanley books!

 

Also, if you have a child in second or third grade, check out the Saturday Kids’ Club!  We’re reading Dinosaurs BeforeDark before we come together again on March 12th @ 2!  

 

Stay tuned!  We’ll write more about Flat Stanley’s future fun!

 

Ms. Kathy

My Valentine
By Myra Cohn Livingston

My Valentine
Has eyes of green
With twenty eyebrows in between.
Her skin is blue.
Her head is square.
She hasn’t got a brain in there.
Her four ears twitch.
Her noses shine
But still,
(I think,)
I’ll make her mine!

 

 

Find this and other themed poetry in  Celebrations! By Myra Cohn Livingston.

A coworker of mine recently shared this website full of silly poetry for kids! It is interactive, allowing you to rate the poem on the Giggle Meter. Be sure to check out the Poetry Class, Poetry Theater, Word Games and more!

Giggle Poetry

To get you in the mood, here is a silly poem from one of our favorite poets, Jack Prelutsky.

Backwards Forwards Silly Rhyme

I thguoht d’I etirw ekil siht yadot
esuaceb ti demees ekil nuf,
ev’I tog on rehto nosaer,
tub I ylerus t’nod deen eno.

tI ylbaborp sesufnoc uoy
eht tsrif emit taht uoy ees
eht sdrow lla nettirw sdrawkcab…
ti osla delzzup em.

tuB won ev’I nettog desu ot ti,
dna ylerus os evah uoy,
dna ev’I a llams noicipsus
taht uoy tsuj thgim yrt ti oot.

From the  book, a PIZZA the size of the SUN by Jack Prelutsky. Drawings by James Stevenson. Greenwillow Books, New York. 1994.

Poetry can be read for beauty, emotion, action, and to learn! The rhythm and rhyme transform the words from vocabulary and fact to meaningful pieces that stick in your mind. Music too has a great effect on memory.

The following poem is from the book Count me a rhyme: Animal poems by the numbers by Jane Yolen. As children go through the pages, new animals are featured for them to count along with reading or listening to the poem.

To count the rest of your way through the book, check it out today! See below for more poetry that include a lesson.

Six Spiders Spinning
by Jane Yolen

Six spiders spinning
A long and glittering strand;
Six spiders shinnying
Hand over hand over hand over hand,
Hand over hand over hand over hand.

Six spiders throwing
Out a glistering strand;
Six spiders going
Hand over hand over hand over hand,
Hand over hand over hand over hand.

Six spiders hurrying
Down a glistening strand;
Six spiders scurrying
Hand over hand over hand over hand,
Hand over hand over hand over hand.

Six spiders creeping
Upon a glimmering strand;
Six spiders sleeping
Hand over hand over hand over hand,
Hand over hand over hand over hand.

From the book: Count me a rhyme: Animal poems by the numbers. By Jane Yolen. Photographs by Jason Stemple.

 

 

 

 

 

Happy New Year from your KidSpace Librarians!

Start it off with a poem!

Hooray! Hooray! It's New Year's Day!
 
Hooray! Hooray! It's New Year's Day!
The day we start anew.
So this year I've decided
to become a kangaroo.

Or maybe I will learn to fly,
or how to walk through walls,
or how to turn invisible,
or surf on waterfalls.

I'll make myself elastic
and I'll teach myself to shrink.
I'll turn into a liquid
and I'll pour me down the sink.

I'll visit other planets
and meet aliens galore.
I'll travel to the distant past
and ride a dinosaur.

I've got so many wondrous plans.
I'm starting right away.
Yes, this will be the best year yet.
Hooray! It's New Year's Day!

–Kenn Nesbitt

Retrieved from http://www.poetry4kids.com/poem-190.html on January 3, 2011.

Under the Tree

From the book Under the Christmas Tree by Nikki Grimes

Under the tree
Something’s glowing
And I find my
Interest growing.

Is it tinsel?
Is it foil?
What’s that smell
Of perfumed oil?

Can’t be myrrh
And frankincense.
What is it?
I hate suspense.

Why’d the presents
Disappear?
What’s that cradle
Doing here?

What’s that mooing,
Braying sound?
Why’s there hay
Spread on the ground?

What’s that licking
Up my face?
It’s my Labrador
Named Chase.

There’s no tree
I’m still in bed.
I rub my eyes
And shake my head

Then run downstairs
To check the tree -
There’s that glow!
Can others see?

In honor of the amazing Polar Express program coming up this Friday at 5:30 and the (not quite) polar weather we are having, here are a few poems from the book,

Polar Animals by Paul Hess.

Reindeer

A WHISPERY GALLOP of hooves in the snow,
As reindeer play tag through each drift;
Splish-splush! Through the mush-slushy puddles they go-
O reindeer! Run silent, run swift!

Penguin

PENGUINS look immensely smart
It needs no explanation
They’re simply waiting patiently
For a dinner invitation.

Polar Bear

THE secret of the polar bear
Is that he wears long underwear.


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