In Grade 2, students have begun Poetry Journals, which they will add to regularly. Our latest poem, Le ver (the worm) was chosen because we adopted a terrarium full of meal worms on Thursday! The students were risk-takers, as they confronted their fears and touched the wriggly creatures. Some students were inquirers - testing to see if the meal worm would come to them if placed on the table, if they preferred to climb up or down, if they liked being on a tissue or their hand. The students got a chance to name their meal worm friends before placing them in the terrarium to live.
Le ver
Un ver de terre
Rêvait souvent
De devenir un ver luisant.
Pour se donner plus blanche mine,
Il se roula
Dans la farine.
Mais quand le ver
Éternua
Blanche farine s’envola.
Alors, le ver
Fut si déçu
Qu’il fit un trou et disparut.
Rêvait souvent
De devenir un ver luisant.
Pour se donner plus blanche mine,
Il se roula
Dans la farine.
Mais quand le ver
Éternua
Blanche farine s’envola.
Alors, le ver
Fut si déçu
Qu’il fit un trou et disparut.
Pierre Coran
Also of special note:
Yesterday was Madame Wilson's birthday! Make sure to wish her a "bon anniversaire" if you see her this week.
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