No, the snow and cold have not gotten to me yet; I love winter as much as the other seasons. But April brings National Poetry Month and this year my students and I will be celebrating with another delightful offering. Guyku: a year of haiku for boys written by Bob Raczka with art by Peter H. Reynolds is a winning collaboration on numerous levels. Raczka's use of this poetic art form captures, via six poems for each season, the essence of simply enjoying activities offered by the changes in our outside world throughout the year.
For spring--In a rushing stream,
we turn rocks into a dam.
Hours flow by us.
Reading this brought to mind the seemingly endless amount of time the neighborhood kids and I spent making a multitude of waterways with sticks and stones to create whole new water kingdoms during a rainstorm.
Or for summer---Lying on the lawn,
we study the blackboard sky,
connecting the dots.
To this day I still love to spread out a blanket on a summer night counting the number of falling stars, eating Oreo cookies, slathered in bug spray lying next to my dog.
And who does not do this in winter---How many million
flakes will it take to make a
snow day tomorrow?