by Shel Silverstein
I've never washed my shadow out
In all the time I've had it.
It was absolutely filthy I supposed,
And so today I peeled it off
The wall where it was leaning
And stuck it in the washtub
With the clothes.
I put in soap and bleach and stuff,
I let it soak for hours,
I wrung it out and hung it out to dry,
And whoever would have thunk
That it would have gone and shrunk
For now it's so much
Littler than I.
Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein, 1974, Harper & Row
Monday, February 29, 2016
Monday, February 22, 2016
Won't You (Monday Poem)
by Shel Silverstein
Barbara's eyes are blue as azure
But she's in love with Freddy,
Karen's sweet but Harry has her,
Gentle Jane is going steady.
Carol hates me, so does May,
Abigail will not be mine,
Nancy lives too far away . . .
Won't you be my Valentine?
Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein, 1974, Harper & Row
Barbara's eyes are blue as azure
But she's in love with Freddy,
Karen's sweet but Harry has her,
Gentle Jane is going steady.
Carol hates me, so does May,
Abigail will not be mine,
Nancy lives too far away . . .
Won't you be my Valentine?
Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein, 1974, Harper & Row
Thursday, February 18, 2016
A Lunar New Year Celebration of Stories (FAMILY magazine reviews)
An important holiday for people in many countries around the
world, the Lunar New Year celebration can last as long as fifteen days. It
often ends with a Lantern Festival. As with many holidays, there are customs
and traditions associated with this holiday, also called Chinese New Year.
Food, firecrackers, and good fortune are all part of the merrymaking. Try out
these stories with your sweeties and enjoy together.
Crouching Tiger by Ying Chang Compestine, illustrated by Yan
Nascimbene
This
is relatively long (40 pages, compared to the usual 32 pages) for a picture
book. But the satisfaction of a small boy who participates in the Lion Dance
during the Chinese New Years parade is a happy climax to the story.
Initially,
Vinson is excited when his grandpa arrives from China. Grandpa’s morning
crouching tiger dance in the garden is tempting, at first. Tai chi is one of
the martial arts like kung fu, Vinson discovers. He wants to learn. But when
the first lesson is a standing meditation, he feels cheated.
Also, Grandpa insists on talking
Chinese, although he knows English. And he calls Vinson by his Chinese name;
Ming Da. Grandpa becomes kind of embarrassing.
It’s when Grandpa’s quick movement
prevents an accident from injuring someone, however, that Vinson discovers the
power he craves. The sometimes detailed ink and watercolor paintings, show many
contrasts: shadows with light, pastels compared to bright colors, stillness
against movement, outdoors against indoors, and people in smaller groupings
balancing crowds.
A helpful Author’s Note at the end
briefly explains the Chinese holiday, and tai chi’s relationship to the martial
arts. This is a wonderful book for youngsters to read aloud with an interested
adult.
Candlewick Press,
$16.99
Interest Level: Grade 1-2
Bringing in the New
Year by Grace Lin
This breezy, vividly illustrated
storybook is a fresh introduction to the Lunar New Year. Readers are invited into a Chinese
American family as they prepare for the holiday celebrations. The simple text
moves the story briskly.
Preparations begin as the old year
is swept out of the house. Decorations are hung. Dumplings are made. People
prepare themselves by getting a haircut and wearing new clothes.
Firecrackers and lion dances “scare
away last year’s bad luck.” Also, lanterns light the way for the New Year’s
arrival. The gorgeous golden dragon in the parade guarantees a happy, lucky
year ahead.
Gouache illustrations using
brilliant primary colors are a merry linking with the celebration-like language
of this irresistible story. It ends with a large fold out page of an enormous
dragon. Information about the holiday is at the back.
Alfred A Knopf, $15.99
(hardcover) $7.99 (paperback)
Interest Level:
Pre-Kindergarten – Grade 1
Goldy Luck and the
Three Pandas by Natasha Yim,
illustrated by Grace Zong
In
this funny twist on the classic story of Goldilocks and the Three Bears, the
returning panda bears find Goldy Luck asleep on Little Chan’s futon. The Goldy
in this version is dark-haired and surprisingly, sorry for the mess she’s made.
Chinese New Year traditions are included in both story and lively acrylic
illustrations: Kung Hay Fat Choi (the
phrase wishing each other good luck in the new year), yummy turnip cakes (with
a recipe at the end), a dragon parade outside the window, lucky red envelopes,
and even Chinese lantern decorations.
Face
and body expressions are clear and communicate surprise, alarm, and upset. And
later, after Goldy’s apology, appreciation and pleasure. The satisfying
conclusion is followed by an Author’s Note, explaining a bit more about the
Chinese New Year celebrations. Also, at the back is a picture of the Chinese
Zodiac, and a brief paragraph about a Lucky Character. This engaging picture
book is amusing to read and compare with a more conventional version.
Charlesbridge, $16.95
Interest Level: Junior Kindergarten – Grade 3
Night Sky Dragons
by Mal Peet and Elspeth Graham
Illustrated by Patrick Benson
Candlewick Press,
$15.99
Interest Level: Junior Kindergarten – Grade 4
The Runaway Wok: A
Chinese New Year Tale by Ying Chang Compestine, Illustrated by Sebastia Serra
Dutton, $16.99
Interest Level: Junior Kindergarten – Grade 3
A New Year’s Reunion
by Yu Li-Qiong, illustrated by Zhu Cheng-Liang
Candlewick Press, $5.99
(paperback)
Interest Level: Junior Kindergarten – Grade 2
Monday, February 15, 2016
How Do I Know When a Poem is Finished? (Monday Poem)
by Naomi Shihab Nye
When you quietly close
the door to a room
the room is not finished.
It is resting. Temporarily.
Glad to be without you
for awhile.
Now it has the time to gather
its balls of gray dust,
to pitch them from corner to corner.
Now it seeps back into itself,
unruffled and proud.
Outlines grow firmer.
When you return,
you might move the stacks of books,
freshen the water for the roses.
I think you could keep doing this
forever. But the blue chair looks best
with the red pillow.S o you might as well
leave it that way.
from Honeybee: Poems and Short Prose by Naomi Shihab Nye, 2008, Greenwillow Books
When you quietly close
the door to a room
the room is not finished.
It is resting. Temporarily.
Glad to be without you
for awhile.
Now it has the time to gather
its balls of gray dust,
to pitch them from corner to corner.
Now it seeps back into itself,
unruffled and proud.
Outlines grow firmer.
When you return,
you might move the stacks of books,
freshen the water for the roses.
I think you could keep doing this
forever. But the blue chair looks best
with the red pillow.S o you might as well
leave it that way.
from Honeybee: Poems and Short Prose by Naomi Shihab Nye, 2008, Greenwillow Books
Monday, February 8, 2016
The Cost (Monday Poem)
by Naomi Shihab Nye
How deeply agreeable,
the word read appearing in
the word thread.
A church marquee in Wisconsin
asked, WHAT DOES IT TAKE
TO MAKE PEACE?
A lot, apparently.
We could start with all the elementary
school librarians and counselors
fired here last night
for "lack of funds."
Peacemakers, every one of them,
I'd place my money on it.
So many lives threading out into
the wilderness of adulthood
fortified by books and good advice.
Oh students, we will teach you
everything you need to know
then place a gun in your hands?
Makes sense, doesn't it?
No sense seems common anymore.
from Honeybee: Poems and Short Prose by Naomi Shihab Nye, 2008, Greenwillow Books
How deeply agreeable,
the word read appearing in
the word thread.
A church marquee in Wisconsin
asked, WHAT DOES IT TAKE
TO MAKE PEACE?
A lot, apparently.
We could start with all the elementary
school librarians and counselors
fired here last night
for "lack of funds."
Peacemakers, every one of them,
I'd place my money on it.
So many lives threading out into
the wilderness of adulthood
fortified by books and good advice.
Oh students, we will teach you
everything you need to know
then place a gun in your hands?
Makes sense, doesn't it?
No sense seems common anymore.
from Honeybee: Poems and Short Prose by Naomi Shihab Nye, 2008, Greenwillow Books
Monday, February 1, 2016
There Was No Wind (Monday Poem)
by Naomi Shihab Nye
I don't know why I would tell
an outright lie
to someone I never saw before
but when she asked
Did you close this door?
in an accusing tone
I said No, the wind closed it
She gave me an odd look
pushed the door wide open
and left it that way
I felt strange the rest of the day
walking around
with a stone on my tongue
from Honeybee: Poems and Short Prose by Naomi Shihab Nye, 2008, Greenwillow Books
I don't know why I would tell
an outright lie
to someone I never saw before
but when she asked
Did you close this door?
in an accusing tone
I said No, the wind closed it
She gave me an odd look
pushed the door wide open
and left it that way
I felt strange the rest of the day
walking around
with a stone on my tongue
from Honeybee: Poems and Short Prose by Naomi Shihab Nye, 2008, Greenwillow Books
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