"Autobiographies of great nations are written in three manuscripts – a book of deeds, a book of words, and a book of art. Of the three, I would choose the latter as truest testimony." - Sir Kenneth Smith, Great Civilisations

"I must write each day without fail, not so much for the success of the work, as in order not to get out of my routine." - Leo Tolstoy

I have never believed that one should wait until one is inspired because I think the pleasures of not writing are so great that if you ever start indulging them you will never write again. - John Updike

"The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it." - J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

Poetry is the shadow cast by our streetlight imaginations." - Lawrence Ferlinghetti


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Thursday, November 20, 2014

Children's Winter Poems and Cut Outs

DLTK's Crafts for Kids


Includes a printable template, craft or coloring suggestion to go with each poem
which may be printed out in either color or black & white.


Snowflakes are one of nature's most fragile things,
but just look what they do when they stick together.

- Verna M. Kelly













Five Little Snowflakes Felt Board Rhyme
Contributed by Leanne Guenther

You can use the rhyme with the templates a few ways. Try giving each child one of the templates and encourage them to hold it up at the appropriate time in the rhyme (you can tape a straw or popsicle stick onto the bottom to make them like puppets... The kids seem to like waving puppets around more than just holding up pieces of paper).

You could also make the templates as felt board characters. Simply glue a small piece of coarse sandpaper or felt onto the back of each template so it will hang on the felt board. Place the pieces onto the felt board as you do the rhyme.

Optional: cover the templates in clear contact paper (bought as a roll from your local office supply store for under $5) to make them last longer.

Optional: If you want to practice number identification with the kids, replace Template 1 (the snowflake with the face) with the Simple Shapes Snowflake.

Write the numbers 1 thru 5 in the center of the simple shapes snowflake.


Five Little Snowflakes

One little snowflake with nothing to do.
Along came another and
Then there were two.

Two little snowflakes laughing with me.
Along came another, and
Then there were three.

Three little snowflakes looking for some more.
Along came another, and
Then there were four.

Four little snowflakes dancing a jive.
Along came another, and
Then there were five.

Five little snowflakes having so much fun.
Out came the sun, and
Then there were none!


*This last poem may be done in sections by the season
- as example:













Snowflakes
by Linda A. Copp


















Three Little Kittens
Contributed by Leanne Guenther

Three little kittens, they lost their mittens,
And they began to cry:
"O mother dear,
We fear, we fear,
That we have lost our mittens."

What? Lost your mittens!
You naughty kittens!
Then you shall have no pie.
"Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow."
No, you shall have not pie.

Three little kittens, they found their mittens,
And they began to cry:
"O mother dear,
See here, see here!
See! we have found our mittens."
Put on your mittens
You silly kittens,
And you may have some pie.
"Purr-r, purr-r, purr-r,"
O let us have the pie.

The three little kittens put on their mittens,
And soon ate up the pie;
"O mother dear,
We greatly fear,
Our mittens we have soiled."

What? Soiled your mittens!
You naughty kittens!
Then they began to sigh,
"Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow."

The three little kittens, they washed their mittens,
And hung them out to dry;
"O mother dear,
Do you not hear,
That we have washed our mittens?"

What? Washed your mittens!
Oh, you're good kittens.
But I smell a mouse close by;
Hush! hush! "Mee-ow, mee-ow.
We smell a mouse close by,

"Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow."













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Wednesday, June 18, 2014

A Love Song from a Father to his Daughter




EDDIE VEDDER OFFERS GORGEOUS NEW SONG
‘SKIPPING’ FOR COMPILATION
http://antiquiet.com/music/2012/04/eddie-vedder-offers-gorgeous-skipping-on-new-compilation/

9:21 AM Sunday, April 29th 2012

EDDIE VEDDER, MUSIC

We have a beautiful new song from Eddie Vedder this morning, called Skipping. The track is featured on the new compilation Every Mother Counts, the namesake of a foundation dedicated to addressing the issue of maternal mortality during pregnancy.

The love letter from a parent to a child is a delicate, complexly personal yet gorgeous composition, a conveyance of unquenchable adoration between souls that may be entirely lost on those without children of their own – or at least a true depth of love with which they can relate.

Framed by the sounds of his own daughter playing and gentle acoustic guitar tones, the Pearl Jam frontman delivers a heartfelt performance full of gorgeous self-harmonizing that does a fine job of encapsulating the tenderness, fragility, pride, joy and immersive love of a bond between a father and child, wrapped in the metaphor of skipping along with her. He knows that the moment and innocent joy can’t possibly last forever, and the song is a conveyance of cherishing that fleeting purity of a childhood connection with a parent.

Listen to Skipping here, or below:

Eddie Vedder - Skipping


It’s a deeply personal track, once which doesn’t fit the single cycle or the hype headline machine. So it’s with a warm feeling that I’m able to post this on a quiet Sunday morning.


Lyrics

I didn't have to ask you, just took my hand
Off we went skipping throughout the land
The sky was blue and the blood filled my head
Me and you skipping throughout the land
All of my life from beginning to end
What I remember is holding your hand
And all that I'll cherish is that time that we've spent
Me and you skipping throughout the land.

All the loves lost and the one that I found
You lifted my gaze up off of the ground
Forever we'll talk and forever we'll drown
In each other skipping around.

Gravity pulls so many men down
The atmosphere breathes but not in this town
You took me away and you held me so proud
Skipping, skipping, skipping around.

All the king's horses and all the king's men
Could not keep me from holding your hand
When all that I wanted was something to protect
And all that I needed was your voice in my head
And all I remember from this life that I lived
Is me and you skipping throughout the land.

- Eddie Vedder



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Monday, October 31, 2011

Crocodile Poems, Songs & Other Children's Rhymes


Crocodile Poems



From “Alice in Wonderland”
How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!

How cheerfully he seems to grin
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in,
With gently smiling jaws!

- Lewis Carroll





If You Should Meet A Crocodile
If you should meet a crocodile
Don't take a stick and poke him
Ignore the welcome in his smile,
Be careful not to stroke him.
For as he sleeps upon the Nile,
He thinner gets and thinner,
And whene'er you meet a crocodile
He's ready for his dinner.


















A Crocodile Sat Crying
A crocodile sat crying
By the river one fine day.
His tears fell in the water
And were swiftly swept away;
But as he sat there crying,
From the corner of his eye,
He looked around most carefully
To see what would pass by.
Swimming in the river
Was a juicy little frog,
Who thought the weeping crocodile
Was just a fallen log.
He hopped out of the water
For a rest there by its side,
But as he settled down he saw
The crocodile who cried.
”Come closer,” said the crocodile,
And wipe away my tear.”
The frog jumped backwards quickly
And he answered, “No-NO! my dear.
I’m sure you’d like to eat me
For I know your little game.”
And he jumped back in the water
And was never seen again.
Now listen, little animals,
Here’s something you should know,
Beware the weeping crocodile,
His tears are all for show!





Crocodile Songs
Never Smile at a Crocodile
Never smile at a crocodile,
never tip your hat or stop to talk awhile
Never walk - run away!
Say goodnight - not G'day!
Never tip your hat and smile at a crocodile !

- an Aussie Song





The Crocodile Song
Oh she sailed away on a
pleasant summer’s day
on the back of a crocodile.

“You see,” said she, “he’s as
tame as he can be, I’ll
float him down the Nile.”

But the croc’ winked his eye as she
waved to all good-bye,
wearing a sunny smile.

At the end of the ride the
lady was inside, and the
smile on the croc-o-dile!





Never Smile at a Crocodile Lyrics
Never smile at a crocodile
No, you can't get friendly with a crocodile
Don't be taken in by his welcome grin
He's imagining how well you'd fit within his skin.

Never smile at a crocodile
Never tip your hat and stop to talk awhile
Never run, walk away, say good-night, not good-day
Clear the aisle but never smile at Mister Crocodile.

You may very well be well bred
Lots of etiquette in your head
But there's always some special case, time or place
To forget etiquette...

For instance:

Never smile at a crocodile
No, you can't get friendly with a crocodile
Don't be taken in by his welcome grin
He's imagining how well you'd fit within his skin.

Never smile at a crocodile
Never tip your hat and stop to talk awhile
Never run, walk away, say good-night, not good-day
Clear the aisle but never smile at Mister Crocodile.





Five Little Monkeys Sitting In a Tree
5 little monkeys swinging in a tree,
Teasing Mr. Crocodile:
"You can't catch me!"
 
Along comes Mr. Crocodile,
Silent as can be
And snapped 1 little monkey out of the tree!
 
4 little monkeys ...
 
3 little monkeys ...
 
2 little monkeys ...
 
1 little monkey ...
 
No more monkeys sitting in a tree,
Away swims Mr. Crocodile
As full as he can be!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Other Children's Songs & Rhymes


 
Monkeys On the Bed
Five little monkeys,
jumping on the bed –

One fell off,
and bumped his head –

Mama called the doctor,
and the doctor said -

" No more monkeys,
jumping on the bed !"

~ ~

Four little monkeys,
jumping on the bed…

Three little monkeys,
jumping on the bed…

(and so on)





Five Little Bees
One little bee blew and flew -
He met a friend, and that made two.

Two little bees, busy as could be -
Along came another and that made three.

Three little bees, wanted one more -
Found one soon and that made four.

Four little bees, going to the hive -
Spied their little brother, and that made five.

Five little bees working every hour -
Buzz away, bees, and find another flower.





Five Little Birdies
[hold both hands in the air, one hand has all 5 fingers held up and the other hand has all 5 fingers bent down. As the verse is recited then bend down, or place up, each finger on either hand]

Five little birdies, flying around our door,
The blue one flew away and then there were four.

Four little birdies sitting in a tree,
The yellow one flew away and then there were three.

The little birdies didn't know what to do,
So the red one flew away, and then there were two.

Two little birdies sitting in the sun,
The Brown one flew away, and there was one.

The little green birdie felt so all alone,
He/she flew away and then there was none.

Later on that very day,
five little birdies came back to play.





Baby Turtles
One baby turtle alone and new.
Finds a friend, and then there are two.

Two baby turtles crawl down to the sea.
They find another, and then there are three.

Three baby turtles crawl along the shore.
They find another, and then there are four.

Four baby turtles go for a dive.
Up swims another, and then there are five.





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Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Tea Time Poems



 “Each cup of tea represents an imaginary voyage.”

- Catherine Douzel








Steam rises from a cup of tea
and we are wrapped in history,
inhaling ancient times and lands,
comfort of ages in our hands.


- Faith Greenbowl








I'm sending you love and tea,
To warm your winter's day.
Think of me as you pour your cup
And all the good things we would say.


If we could be together now
Instead of miles apart,
We'd sip our teas and memories,
The sweet warmth fills the heart.


- Susan Young








I wish we could sit down together,
And have a cup of tea,
But since we can't
When you have this one,
I hope you'll think of me.


If you are cold,
tea will warm you;
if you are too heated,
it will cool you;
if you are depressed,
it will cheer you;
if you are exhausted,
it will calm you.


- William Gladston








Afternoon Tea
- Marianna Arolin


My copper kettle
whistles merrily
and signals that
it is time for tea.


The fine china cups
are filled with the brew.
There's lemon and sugar
and sweet cream, too.


But, best of all
there's friendship, between you and me.
As we lovingly share
our afternoon tea.








The Tea Party
- Jessica Nelson North


I had a little tea party
This afternoon at three.
'Twas very small -
Three guest in all -
Just I, myself and me.


Myself ate all the sandwiches,
While I drank up the tea;
'Twas also I who ate the pie
And passed the cake to me.

















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Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Bruce Degen - Jamberry Poem, Berry Jam Receipe, and Author Bio


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"One berry, two berry, pick me a Blueberry !"
"Hatberry, Shoeberry in my Canoeberry;"
"Under the bridge and over the dam,"
"Looking for Berries - Berries for Jam !"

"Three berry, four berry, Hayberry, Strawberry -"
"Finger and Pawberry, My Berry, Your Berry;"
'Strawberry Ponies and Strawberry Lambs,"
'Dancing in meadows of Strawberry Jam !"

"Quickberry ! Quackberry ! Pick me a Blackberry !"
"Trainberry, Trackberry, Clickety-Clackberry;"
"Rumble and Ramble in Blackberry Bramble,"
"Billions of Berries for Blackberry Jamble !"

"Raspberry, Jazzberry, Razza-matazz-berry !"
"Berryband, Merryband, Jamming in Berryland..."
"Raspberry Rabbits and Brassberry Band,"
"Elephants skating on Raspberry Jam !"

"Moonberry, Starberry, Cloudberry Sky - "
"Boomberry, Zoomberry, Rockets shoot by !'
"Mountains and Fountains rain down on me,"
"Buried in Berries, what a Jam Jamboree !"


Bruce Degan, 1983

















Bruce Degen

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Bruce Degen
Bruce Degen at the 2012 Mazza Summer Conference.jpg
Degen at the Mazza Museum 2012 conference
BornJune 14, 1945 (age 75)
Brooklyn, New York, USA
NationalityAmerican
Education• Art Major, LaGuardia High School
• Bachelor of Fine Arts, Cooper Union
• Masters of Fine Arts, Pratt Institute
Known forIllustrator
Notable work
Jamberry, The Magic School Bus series, Jesse Bear series, Commander Toad series, Daddy is a Doodlebug, Shirley's Wonderful Baby.
Spouse(s)Christine
Children2
Bruce Degen (born June 14, 1945) is an American illustrator and writer with over forty children's books to his credit.[1]
He may be known best for illustrating the series The Magic School Bus written by Joanna Cole. He has collaborated with writers Nancy White Carlstrom, on the Jesse Bear books, and Jane Yolen, on the Commander Toad series. Degen has authored Jamberry, Daddy Is a Doodlebug, and Shirley's Wonderful Baby.
He was encouraged by an elementary school teacher to become an illustrator, and pursue his primary love for art found in children’s books. Humor is one of his key values, as expressed by a quote comparing children's illustration to traditional fine arts: "You don't see many people walking around a gallery are chuckling. And I realized that I wanted a chuckle."[2]
His career has included such diverse activities as advertising design, teaching art to students, teaching children's book illustration to adults, painting scenery for opera productions, and running a lithography studio in Israel. Degen lives in Connecticut.

Childhood

He was born in 1945 and raised in Brooklyn. His youth was marked by the contrast between urban New York City with the summertimes he spent in rural upstate New York, where he would pick wild berries. He credits these experiences as the inspiration for his book, Jamberry.
"It was green. It was soft. You could walk around in bare feet, and we used to go out and pick lots of berries that grew wild. I always thought of the world as being particularly generous and joyful. And when I was searching my memories, trying to write a book for very young children about being joyful, that popped right up."[2]

Education

Degen attended elementary school in Brooklyn, New York, and went on to attend art schools in Manhattan, including LaGuardia High School and Cooper Union for his Bachelor of Fine Arts degree.[3] He then attended Pratt Institute in Brooklyn where he obtained a Masters of Fine Arts degree with a major in printmaking and a minor in painting.[1][2][4]

Beach Channel High School

Before creating the Magic School Bus series, he taught art and other subjects at Beach Channel High School in the Rockaway Beach, Queens section of New York City, and at John Dewey High School in Brooklyn.[citation needed]

Family

Degen lives in Connecticut with his wife, Christine Degen,[5] and their two sons, Benjamin and Alexander[6] Benjamin Degen is a painter. Alex Degen writes and illustrates comic books.

Patronage

Bruce and Christine Degen contribute "Gifts to the Garden" for the Brooklyn Botanic Gardens.[7][8]
They sit as appointed members of the Newtown, Connecticut, Hattertown Historic District Commission.[9][10]

Selected bibliography

Bruce Degen poses in front of two pieces of his original artwork that are on display in the Mazza Museum.

References

  1. ^ Jump up to:a b "Bruce Degen, Biography". WeRead.com. Archived from the original on 2013-02-09. Retrieved 2008-10-29.
  2. ^ Jump up to:a b c "Reading Rockets: Transcript from an interview with Bruce Degen". ReadingRockets.org. Retrieved 2008-10-29.
  3. ^ "Teachers: Bruce Degen, Biography". Scholastic, Inc. Archived from the original on 2008-03-14. Retrieved 2008-10-29.
  4. ^ "Bruce Degen, Illustrator of "The Magic School Bus" and More". TheCartoonists.ca. 2006-11-17. Retrieved 2008-10-29.[dead link]
  5. ^ "Author: Bruce Degen, Biography". Harper Collins. Archived from the original on 2009-01-08. Retrieved 2008-10-29.
  6. ^ "Bruce Degen". Simon & Schuster. Retrieved 2016-03-20.
  7. ^ "Brooklyn Botanic Garden 2006 Annual Report". Brooklyn Botanic Garden. Archived from the original on 2008-05-31. Retrieved 2008-10-29.,
  8. ^ "Brooklyn Botanic Garden 2007 Annual Report". Brooklyn Botanic Garden. Archived from the original on October 30, 2008. Retrieved 2008-10-29.
  9. ^ "Town Government". The Newtown Bee. Archived from the original on 2008-06-24. Retrieved 2008-10-29.
  10. ^ "Hattertown Historic District Commission". Archived from the original on 2007-02-09. Retrieved 2008-10-29.

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