This week I'm celebrating word choice and big messages from little people.
Our Parent Teacher Organization runs a Write Shop for the students each year where they are able to publish their writing in a "hard bound" book. If you've read Donald Graves work he wrote about the power of publishing many times. The books are made from chipboard wrapped in patterned or solid contact paper. The students help sew their writing with a needle and thread to the spine and rubber cement the end papers to finish off the inside. We have a rubber stamp with our publishing company for the school and these books become treasures.
Yesterday we started the morning with Poetry Friday but instead of reading other authors we read our Write Shop books and left Reader's Comments. To be honest, I had read all the poems one night and early morning trying to help with editing. It was quick and fast because I was focused on catching spelling errors and I was surprised the poems didn't stick with me. As I read each student's book in a published format, my heart started bursting with joy. I could see the mini lessons we had worked through come alive. I saw details in illustrations but one poem in particular really made me stop in my tracks.
A quiet student wrote a short poem. A short poem with carefully selected words with a big message. Our world is filled with goodness but turmoil and sadness. Our own lives are filled good things that can bring self doubt and uncertainty. I'm sure we could all use or know someone who can use this kind of medicine.
Thank you Ruth for encouraging us to stop and think about Celebrations.