While cleaning out the dark hidden corners of our coat closet floor, we came across a crunched up piece of notebook paper. Generally, the instinct is to just throw this in the recycling bin, but for some reason my wife opened this one up and took a look at it.
It's a good thing she did! It turned out to be some poetry, obviously written by my first grader earlier in the year. She is ALWAYS making up songs and poems, and can do it on the fly, but this is one that she took the time to write down. It obviously wasn't for school or anything, since her name wasn't on it and there was no grade.
Here is the poem:
The world is happy.
All because of Spring.
The flowers are growing,
The clouds are white.
The grass is growing,
How do I feel this way?
I don't know.
How about you?
Maybe because Spring is here
Hip hip hooray!
Below is a scan of the original paper, complete with first grade spelling issues!




What a cute poem!
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Posted by: citygirl | June 26, 2009 at 11:35 AM
Besides the handwritten thai-poes, I love how it's written with the hole-side of the paper on the right. Love it. Awesome.
She's going to be a very talented adult! But don't tell her that - don't want her to feel pressure to exceed before she even knows what that means!
Great post
Posted by: Jeannette E. Spaghetti | June 26, 2009 at 09:24 PM