Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
The Pyramid, By Marco R. Age 5
The pyramid is from Egypt. I made it. The eyes are there to scare everybody away. There are mummies in the pyramid, like ten of them, and reptiles too. The crocodile is one of the mummies’ pet.
The crocodile lives in the Nile. He eats birds that come near him. He plays in the ocean and he thinks it’s a pool and he brings toys in there and he also thinks it’s a bathtub. He lets people be but not birds.
The wind was blowing. The eagle was flying very fast. A rose blew, floating on the wind and the petals came off. The princess and the bird heard something. The rose said, “Come near and dear. Come here and be on your journey.” There were all different colors swirling in the air like red and blue, purple, green, orange and pink, and all of them swirled faster and faster together in a circle. The sparkles on top of the roof sparkled brighter and bright. The princess and eagle decided to go inside. After they went inside there were lots of fun things to do. After they played fun games they went outside. The petals returned to the flowers and every color stopped and made the circle. The rose voice said, “Very well.”
In the studio, we have been writing alot of stories. These stories are the result of a child's work. Typically, they bring me a piece of art and I ask, "Would you like to tell me about it?" Sometimes I will ask questions like, "Does your piece have a name/title?". If it is a worry doll, I may ask details, "Where does s/he live?", "What does s/he like to do?", etc. Often a story will emerge. Some children have one at the ready, while others need a little more prompting. Occasionally a child will simply say, "There is no story." This happened in the studio again today and I thought I would try something new, something I do myself when writing isn't coming easily. I said, "You know sometimes a story isn't up here (pointing to my head), but if you close your eyes and listen closely you might hear a story being born (touching my heart)". This child agreed to try it. He closed his eyes and I said, "I will know you are ready when you open your eyes". In a short time his eyes flashed open and he told me a single sentence. After writing it down, I said, "Is that all or would you like to listen again". He closed his eyes several times, opening them again to tell me another sentence. When he was finished I read his story (a poem really) back to him and asked him where that story came from. He smiled and patted his chest, "It came from my heart". He went back to his class smiling.
Here is his heart's poem:
The wind is blowing.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Here they are hard at work and play:And here are the excited students' discovering "Ancient Egypt" the following day:
We look forward to watching how this new creative catalyst will evolve in the weeks and months to come.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
My ski people are skiing in the mountains . They live in Florida. They’re both girls. Her name is Kelly and her name is Cassie.
His name is Chuck. He sleeps at nighttime. He wakes up on his first day and he eats his breakfast. He asks his mom to watch TV. Then he goes to school every day until he has a day off. Then he plays with his mom, he has quiet time, he watches a movie on his mom’s ipod. He eats junk food and then he goes to school again on Monday. He drinks milk on Tuesday, Thursday, Wednesday and Friday. That’s it.
Her name is Julie. Julie loves to grow roses and play with her dolls in her rainbow doll house. She looks beautiful and she has a little rose in the middle of her body.
Down deep into the forest, where there are very bad dangerous things like coyotes, bears, maybe even baby foxes, there lives Macayla and her little bunny. And they found this really cool tree. The bark was green and the tree was yellow. And they decided every day to decorate it so every day all the mean animals could come and see. They would love it. “We love you, tree,” they said. And every day she put more and more decorations on the tree. And they lived happily ever after. They loved and loved the tree. The dangerous animals added leaves and flowers, which made it more beautiful every day. The tree loved it and it grew higher and higher. Now every day the woman with all the dangerous animals climbed higher and higher to the top and they found a cloud castle because of all the beautiful things they put on the tree. They even found lots of ice cream inside. The End.