by Lin Ling
A pure white feather floats down.
Oh, at that moment
We both hope that happiness
May also be like a white bird,
Quietly descending.
from Seasons
by Warabe Aska
Doubleday, 1990
Meribeth C. Shank reviews books for young people, writes picture books, has taught adult classes on Writing Books for Young People, has worked in Media Centers, Libraries, and bookstores, and earned her MFA in Writing for Children from Vermont College and her undergraduate degree in elementary education from Goshen College. meribethshank@gmail.com
These ideas are jumping off places for conversations to begin. Not all these roles need be used each time the group meets.
From Literature Circles by Harvey Daniels, 1996. (adapted)
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