Here Comes Summer!

Happy 'Last Day of School' Everyone! :)
Here is a perfect poem for our celebrating...it's by Shel Silverstein:

Here comes summer, Here comes summer,

Chirping robin, budding rose.

Here somes summer, Here comes summer,

Gentle showers, summer clothes.

Here comes summer, Here comes summer --

Whoosh -- shiver -- there it goes!

Comments anyone? Here's wishing you a fabulous summer holiday -- stay in touch! :)

- Ms. K :) 

Welcome Back (...it's been much too long!)

Hello Everyone!
It has been QUITE awhile since we last posted on our blog together...time to get going on it again! :)
First, since we are studying about animals and their habitats, I wanted to post this amazing video. It is a 'murmuration' - I had never heard of this strange event before, so check it out!
Murmuration - an amazing, HUGE flock of birds flying together...http://www.wimp.com/murmurationphenomena/

Now, here is a poem to consider (also about a bird, and one of my top 10 favourite poems...please tell me what y think!)


The Eagle
by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

He clasps the crag with crooked hands;

Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.

Tell me if you like this poem...or not...and why!

I'm looking forward to hearing your ideas!

Ms. K :)

Wonderstruck!

Hello again, everyone!


It has been awhile since our last blog entry, so here is a new one. (I can't believe that it is already February! Wow, the school year is just flying by...!)


First, here is a great link to our latest novel study, "Wonderstruck" by Brian Selznick (thanks Ankita!) :


http://www.scholastic.com/wonderstruck/


While you are there, you can watch a video from Brian Selznick, and see how to 'fingerspell' your name or a few words! Then, follow the stars to review some of the main ideas.

Now, read the following poem about a wolf, and tell me what you think about it...'bye for now! ~ Mrs. Kutertan :)

A Night With a Wolf (excerpt)
By Bayard Taylor  
High on the lonely mountain
Where the wild men watched and waited;
Wolves in the forest, and bears in the bush,
And I on my path belated.

The rain and the night together
Came down, and the wind came after,
Bending the props of the pine tree roof
And snapping many a rafter…
 
There, from the blowing and raining,
Crouching I sought to hide me;
Something rustled, two green eyes shone,
And a wolf lay down beside me.
 
Little one, be not frightened;
I and the wolf together,
Side be side through the long, long night,
Hid from the awful weather.

His wet fur pressed against me;
Each of us warmed the other;
Each of us felt in the stormy dark
That beast and man was brother...