Today our middle school had the pleasure of working with two performers from Poetry Alive for the day. Anita and Alan (above) began the day performing poetry, then taught the students to perform, interpret, and compose poetry. It was a high energy, creative day enjoyed by all. They started the day performing favorites like " Paul Revere's Ride" and "Fifteen" by William Stafford. Then some students helped perform " Casey at the Bat" with audience participation. My favorite performance poem they did in the morning was:
On Turning Ten
The whole idea of it makes me feel
like I'm coming down with something,
something worse than any stomach ache
or the headaches I get from reading in bad light--
a kind of measles of the spirit,
a mumps of the psyche,
a disfiguring chicken pox of the soul.
You tell me it is too early to be looking back,
but that is because you have forgotten
the perfect simplicity of being one
and the beautiful complexity introduced by two.
But I can lie on my bed and remember every digit.
At four I was an Arabian wizard.
I could make myself invisible
by drinking a glass of milk a certain way.
At seven I was a soldier, at nine a prince.
But now I am mostly at the window
watching the late afternoon light.
Back then it never fell so solemnly
against the side of my tree house,
and my bicycle never leaned against the garage
as it does today,
all the dark blue speed drained out of it.
This is the beginning of sadness, I say to myself,
as I walk through the universe in my sneakers.
It is time to say good-bye to my imaginary friends,
time to turn the first big number.
It seems only yesterday I used to believe
there was nothing under my skin but light.
If you cut me I could shine.
But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life,
I skin my knees.
I bleed.
Billy CollinsStudents worked on performance with "Poem" by Langston Hughes and then were given a variety of poems to interpret in groups at end the day. Students shared their own original poems with our performers at break time and were excited to learn they could be chosen to publish on the Poetry Alive website. Many of you remember my passion for poetry, especially during National Poetry Month when I shared a poem a day. You can well guess I was in seventh heaven today.
Anita and Alan travel all over the United States with Poetry Alive. They were in San Francisco last week, then our rural northeastern Washington this week. They next head to Michigan, Kentucky, and Wisconsin. They love their jobs. You can learn more about Poetry Alive
here.
This week our school is celebrating Native American Week. The school community has enjoyed storytellers, crafts, music, art, and Native history. Recently murals were painted on the side of the community center in town. It is such a focal point when you drive toward the school. BS, the father on one of my students was the artist that did the eagle on the left.
Students were very focused and also asked to learn to sketch roses, horses, and buffalo.
Here is a start on a buffalo sketch by one of my seventh graders. There will then be an art contest and students can choose their best work to be judged.
Here is a closer view of BS's eagle mural on the building. This was the advice he gave the students today. " All you need to do is take time and draw and draw and practice. Take a break from the video games and T.V. and sit with paper and pencil. "
