potw: polar bear

Jan 24, 2011

The girls loved our poem last week and created their own poems about winter. They recorded them in their new Writing Notebooks I bought for them to write down the finished stories and poems they create and their favorite quotes and copywork. I asked them to only write things in their book when they were edited and polished and to use their best handwriting so others can read their creations easily. They both hate handwriting exercises, so this is a way to help them work on their handwriting without them feeling like it is handwriting work. Big successes so far! They are both loving the writing process and had a blast performing for us last night at family council.

Here is our poem for this week:

Polar Bear by William Jay Smith

The Polar Bear never makes his bed;
He sleeps on a cake of ice instead.
He has no blanket, no quilt, no sheet
Except the rain and snow and sleet.
He drifts about on a white ice floe
While cold winds howl and blizzards blow
And the temperature drops to forty below.
The Polar Bear never makes his bed;
The blanket he pulls up over his head
Is lined with soft and feathery snow.
If ever he rose and turned on the light,
He would find a world of bathtub white,
And icebergs floating through the night.