Pumpkin Cinquain

Maren wrote a cinquain as a school project. As I just discovered this poem form myself a couple months ago, I am so proud! The format of a cinquain (or five-line poem) is as follows:

Line 1: One word, subject or noun
Line 2: Two words, adjectives that describe line one
Line 3: Three words, action verbs that relate to line one
Line 4: Four words, feelings or a complete sentence that relates to line one
Line 5: One word, synonym of line 1 or a word that sums it up

She made a word bank, then found a thesaurus word for each word she had thought of. She made a rough draft. And here is the final product. I love to see the way her mind works.


Pumpkin

Plant
Slimy, Orange
Bouncing, Rotting, Growing
It will turn orange.
Pumpkin

FALL (version 2)

When I...

HEAR birds song is over and
SEE red leaves and
TOUCH dead bugs and
SMELL pie and
TASTE beets...

I know it's FALL!

FALL

When I...

Hear Mr. Bird's song is over
See red leaves flit
Touch books from school
Taste ginger bread houses
Smell hot cocoa

I know it's fall!

How To Make Banana Bread

Before you begin:



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Lastly:

Storyboarding

Hi, Boo's mom here. A few days ago I noticed her getting super industrious at the kitchen table. She's too shy to share these herself, but I marvel at the complexity of her mind as she grows.

Above, you can see she has made a poster to protest the cutting down of trees. The yellow drawing in the red circle is her idea of a tree-cutting-down machine. Poor girl is practically traumatized by the carnage in our new development. The other day she declared, "When I grow up I'm going to go to those tree cutter businesses and saw them down!"

I have no idea who is feeding these crazy notions into her head. But it's beginning to present a challenge. I bought a tree a couple weeks ago, and have no place to plant it in my yard. So I thought I'd give it to a neighbor. We all need trees. Except she has made a promise to that tree that she will take care of it forever. Now the tree sits in its pot in my yard, waiting until I have diplomatic success in putting it in someone else's ground.

For now, let's just agree that we are not going to tell her about the centenarian live oak being taken down today at the end of our street. We'll just keep it between us until she notices it herself, K?

Next up we have a story. First, the storyboard.

Setting: Park.
Characters: Kate, Bill.
Problem: Kate forgot to go to school.
I wonder if there will be a solution?


Here, Kate confesses to Bill. He responds,
"I just went to school. It was great."
I like the flower on Kate's dress.

And then Bill gives his solution to Kate's problem:
"GO!"
Just GO TO SCHOOL!!!!
So simple.

These next two don't seem to be part of the same story, because this time it appears Bill is the one in trouble.

In which Bill thinks,
"Oh no! I'm in trouble!"
And Kate is now wearing heart pants
and a shirt that says "I love France".

I wonder who Bill is thinking about,
and what exactly he did.
From the picture on his shirt,
he may have broken a commandment.

Bill seeks reassurance:
"You promise not to tell?"
And Kate agrees: "O.K."

I wonder if she made him pay, or if her silence was payment for Bill's good advice to just get to school.

poem

mom is cute
and lu is to.
a glute is blue
blue2 too!







by:maren

ethan

I made a new friend. we played. he unlocked dry bones.he should be chiampen of mario kart wii.he went home again.




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