The Law
Every year schools have to update a document called the Public Law 221 Plan. A new plan is written every 3 years, but each year the document has to be revised. Today I read over our PL221 with BossLady and I think we're getting close to submitting it. After our work together I found her a good poem for PiYP Day called "If I Were the Principal." Now I'm sitting next to the NYT and yes, I'm going to start the reading ritual. Sadly, Husbandman is in Italy, so he won't be able to complete the puzzle with me. Sorry Husbandman. Too bad, so sad. You're just going to have to deal with it. Just be in Italy, why don't you?
Comments
I haven't picked a PiYP poem yet. I also am giving a test tomorrow, so I won't be able to publicize PiPY day very much until Thursday.
Things
Went to the corner
Walked in the store
Bought me some candy
Ain’t got it no more
Ain’t got it no more
Went to the beach
Played on the shore
Built me a sandhouse
Ain’t got it no more
Ain’t got it no more
Went to the kitchen
Lay down on the floor
Made me a poem
Still got it
Still got it
-Eloise Greenfield
the drum
daddy says the world
is a drum tight
and hard
and i told him
i’m gonna beat out
my own rhythm
-nikki giovanni
D, love both of these! a LOT!
Balance
Motherless
What would yours be?
D/
Stress
It rhymes.