January 30, 2012

• Chalk & Children

  Something a little different this week…

  
  The Fairies
  Rose Fyleman 1877-1957
  
  The fairies have never
  a penny to spend,
  They haven’t 
  a thing put by,
  But theirs is the dower
  of bird and flower
  And theirs
  is the earth and sky.

  And though you should live
  in a palace of gold
  or sleep
  in a dried up ditch
  You could never be
  as poor as the fairies are,
  And never as rich.

  Since ever and ever
  the world began
  They danced
  like a ribbon of flame
  They have sung their song
  thru centuries long, 
  And yet it is never the same

  And though you be foolish
  or though you be wise
  with hair
  of silver or gold,
  You can never
  be young as the fairies are
  … and never as old.

  
  

  
  NoTe:  I’d like to say the idea was mine, but actually, I was reading another homeschooling Jewish blog this week (starting back at the beginning), and one of her projects was pastels on black paper, because of the bright, shocking color.  And thought, “Now WHY haven’t I thought of that?!”  So I got out black paper and surprised the kids with it!

  There was a problem with finding a good poem to do with it.  I hoped for one about a peacock or rainbows or something REALLY colorful, but this fairie poem with fire imagery was the closest I could find… it seems that over the years (first color crayon-ing, then colored pencilling, then watercolor, and now chalk) we’ve exhausted most of the poems in our poetry book.  Oh, no worries – I have four more years’ poems printed in comb bound books, but we’ve been in the first book for… five years now?  That’s a long time.  Kind of fulfilling.  And didn’t the black make for a pretty change?

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