We were preparing for our poetry garden in Writers’ Club today, by painting some rocks with pictures. Soon we will write our poetry words on rocks, but today was about decorating a few to leave our mark.
There were just a couple paint markers that still needed to be shaken and pressed, so I did that as I monitored the painting and talked with the kids. Then I started to realize I should be writing down what they were saying. There always seems to be a story or poem hiding in the things kids say.
Rock Painting with Elementary Kids:
I need to go over all of this-the colors are very dull My marker is too juicy OOPS! I didn’t mean to do that. I think I’m done Do you have anything to add? Because this is an amazing blue.
This is one day only! I should have done a sugar cookie There’s interference in the universe causing problems My dad would say “Where’s the coral?” He’s a coral scientist
What are you doing? I’m writing things everyone says – a found poem story! …Ugh! Teachers!
It’s a portal to another universe A new dimension I’m serious This is so juicy
I want the markers so bad I’m not saying I’m asking for one. . . but I am.
My holiday is over Pushing snooze Just makes me a loser It doesn’t make the clock stop
My daughter is insisting on leaving So cruel- She’s going back to stupid school Whatever, I’m proud but allowed to miss her already Damnit
The shade in my family room hates me I guarantee – it sticks every time I try to close it I hate it too So there
I couldn’t figure out who would be knocking so late and so weirdly at my door But it was my ice maker finally making ice cubes after all these years! or actually just one tiny sliver of ice then no more shocking.
The dog barked loudly for so long Now I don’t know if a car parked someone walked by a deer ran through my yard or a serial killer snuck up He’s probably still waiting for me Crouched nearby