by Amy LV
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Students - When I was a little girl, my grandmother had a pet goldfish. His (her?) name was Goldie, and he (she?) lived in a fish tank on Grandma's kitchen counter. He (she?) got bigger and bigger and then stopped, just as they say fish do, depending on the size of the tank.
If you are not sure what to write about today, you might want to read a picture book or a magazine first. What picture strikes you? What does it make you think and wonder? Just start writing, and see what happens. You might surprise yourself. I did.
Almost every line in this poem has eight syllables. But there are four lines with only seven syllables. Can you find them? You may also notice that the last two lines are much shorter, really one line broken in two.. Sometimes it's neat to finish a poem like that, funneling it down to a slowed-down, short-line ending.
This week I am thrilled to have author Kate Messner visiting Sharing Our Notebooks. If you are notebook keeper, you will want to visit here to peek inside her notebooks. If you are a teacher and your class keeps notebooks, this site is growing to be quite full and useful!
Remember, it is Banned Books Week and also time to nominate books for the Cybils too! Here you can see the poetry books that have already been nominated.
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