by A. A. Milne
She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,
She wore her greenest gown;
She turned to the south wind
And curtsied up and down.
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
"Winter is dead."
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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