Moonsticks and Poems

The 5G class have been enjoying creating Moonstick Poems in the likeness of the book written by Eve Bunting and illustrated by John Sandford called Moonstick The Seasons of the Sioux.  The students were challenged to use words that help their readers see, hear, feel, taste and smell what they were describing.

http://www.amazon.com/Moonstick-The-Seasons-Sioux/dp/B00F7MJSHM/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1381865516&sr=8-2&keywords=moonstick+the+seasons+of+the+sioux

The following are a few samples written by students in 5G.

Moonstick Poem

By Yulin

Moon of the Bright Sun

Under the light moon,

fireflies dance about,

Like stars in the night.

At daylight we check

and tend to our garden.

Vegetables planted in spring

are big and ripe now.

Dandelions, once yellow,

White now, seeds blowing.

As evening sets,

Soon fall will come.

Moon of the Plentiful Harvest

As the air grows crisp,

so will the leaves.

Ripe corn and fruit grow big

and juicy in the cool breeze.

Pumpkins grow from small and green

to big and orange.

We pick the vegetables

Before the seasons change again.

Moon of the Fresh Fallen Snow

As our house is covered in a blanket of white,

animals are occupied all winter.

Deer and rabbits scrounge for food,

sticking their noses in the soft, powdered snow.

While bears and skunks sleep all winter,

They've eaten a lot and can last until spring.

As the trees and garden stand bare,

soon they will be filled in the spring.

As the seasons shift, things will change once again,

back to spring and the cycle begins again.

Moonstick Poem

By Elim

Moon of the Bare Trees

I feel the crisp, cold wind blowing against my cheeks.

I see bare trees all around me.

Wind is blowing the leaves off.

And I see a flock of geese over my head.

When I walk across the grass,

It crackles under my feet.

I remember when it was green.

Now I see the leaves on the ground,

and wind is blowing on my face.

Moonstick Poem

By Nicole

Moon of the Bright Orange Pumpkins

The numerous crows caw like an earthquake

at the sight of ripening crops,

so we must pick them

before they are feasted on

by uninvited thieves.

During the night the straw man

guards the fields in the moonlight,

pitchfork tall and sharp in his hand.

The women work for many days

preparing a large feast for all to eat.

The animals are fat, and it is time to collect the turkey.

He runs fast, but not fast enough.

He will make a good meal.

The pumpkins and berries have been picked

and it is time to make the pies!

Cherry pie, raspberry pie, rhubarb pie,

so many, but the best is the pumpkin pie.

The feast is ready, the table is set.

It is time to eat.

But first, we give thanks

for all the great food 

and all the great things in life.

The students also crafted their own Moonsticks.  See them below!