I want to celebrate going outside to write slices of life with second graders.
We walked outside, a monarch butterfly to release, and slices of the butterfly garden to write. After a brief butterfly lesson, we sent them off to notice and wonder and write about the things they saw. Their teacher and I looked at each other and decided we couldn’t write with them … we would be too busy supervising, conferring, helping…
And we were busy… but later, as we gathered the children to go back inside, we both confessed that we had put pencil to paper…we couldn’t help it.
These children speak in poetry! I kept crying out to them, “That sounds like a line in a poem! Write that down!” And they did. They wrote their words down (after speaking them to their teacher, to their friends, to me). As I walked around, I heard these kids noticing and wondering, and saying lines that belong in poetry and on inspirational posters.
Goldenrod Butterfly Children speak in poetry We found red berries This is the perfect spot for monarch butterflies And also spiders Write it down, friends! Children speak in poetry Follow me! Another path! I know where everything is in this school Write that down, the things you say are lines of slices Children speak in poetry This leaf feels like wool I see nature all around me I notice, I love nature Trees, plants give us oxygen Say it to the page, boys and girls! Children speak in poetry Oh! The monarch's still here A path full of plants Even though some plants are pokey You should want them to live. It's nature Goldenrod, Butterflies Children speak in poetry I almost wrote down everything.