Celebrating Veterans Day!

Something that most people don't know about me is that I am a veteran. Forty-one years ago, I joined the Air Force. Our country was just ending its involvement in Vietnam. Joining the military was not popular at the time. Many people discouraged me from enlisting, but it turned out that joining the Air Force was one of the best decisions I ever made!

I grew up in a VERY small town.  Actually, there were only about sixty residents.  We had a small country store where we got our mail and some groceries.  My family struggled just to pay the rent and put food on the table.   Education was not a priority, and college was never an option. Life was about work, worry, and day-to-day survival.

I wanted a different life. So, when a recruiter came to my high school  to talk about the benefits of joining the military, it seemed like a good choice for me.

Here I am in my dress blues and fatigues.

The picture are pretty faded, but they were taken in 1974! In the bottom pic, I'm the short one  on the left.

The very next day, I walked from school to the recruitment office and took the written exam.  My highest scores were in communication so I was told that I could choose either journalism or communications as my specialty.  My first choice was journalism, but there was an eighteen month wait for an opening. Communications had an opening in just a few months. I wanted to get started before I changed my mind so I enlisted as a communications specialist.

Basic training was tough, but I was determined to stick with it. I loved being in the Air Force. I met people from all over the country, flew on air planes, visited big cities, and life felt like an adventure!
The only downside was that I worked a crazy schedule with long hours and had very few days off. When my son was born my priorities changed, and my husband and I decided not to reenlist.

I am very grateful for my time in the Air Force because it opened up many opportunities for me.  My VA benefits helped me to go to college, buy our first house, and provided medical benefits.  Most importantly, it was a pathway out of poverty. 

I'm proud of being a veteran, and I'm especially proud to have my poem "Dear Veteran" included in THE POETRY FRIDAY ANTHOLOGY FOR CELEBRATIONS  compiled by Sylvia Vardell and Janet Wong. My inspiration for the poem didn't come from my own experience as much as it came from the men and women who risked their lives for our freedom.  Every year, as a community service project, my students write thank you notes to our veterans.  I wanted to do the same in the form of a poem. Veterans (along with the men and women currently serving) are our true heroes!

Veterans, this poem is for you! 

DEAR VETERAN

You fought
for our freedom. You kept our country safe.
Today we proudly honor you,
Hero.

-Linda Kulp Trout, all rights reserved



The poem is a cinquain, but I couldn't get the format to work.   : )

A "ME" Poem

This month’s DMC challenge came from master poet Lee Bennett Hopkins. The assignment was to write a “ME” poem.  I don’t often participate in writing challenges (mostly because of time),  but as soon as I read “ write about a simple moment in childhood that changed you in some way,” a memory popped into my mind and I wanted to get it down before it was gone. There's more I'd like to say in this poem when I have time. 

 Calico Kitten

Walking home from school
I found a kitten,
almost hidden,
beneath a bramble bush.

Lying on the ground
bone thin and shivering—
her tail was quivering,
as I wrapped her in my jacket.

Afraid she might die
I carried her inside—

When she licked
warm milk
from my fingertips,
I knew she would survive

Then she curled herself
into my lap,
and thanked me,
with a purrrfect
lullaby.

I found the kitten when I was twelve, and I've had cats in my life ever since.  Here is my Daisy playing with her toys. She has a basket full of toys, but she only plays with the ones that contain treats. She is very spoiled kitty! 

 

Be sure to check out Today’s Little Ditty for a wrap-up of the “ME” poem challenge, and you can read Michelle’s fabulous spotlight interview with Lee Bennett Hopkins here.

I hope you're as excited about autumn as I am. I love this time of year! Now, let's go visit Janet and the rest of the Poetry Friday folks at Poetry for Children.
 




 

 

Poetry: All in the Family

​My granddaughter, Evie, is loving kindergarten! One of her first homework assignments was to make an "All About Me" bag. Earlier this week, I found this post on Facebook.


For Evelyn's all about me homework project she asked me to take this picture of her holding Lullaby and Kisses Sweet open to Grandma's poem "Snack Time."  She wants to tell her class that she likes to write poetry with her grandmother. She came up with this all on her own!

 

 

 

Look at that face!   When I read those words and saw the picture of my precious girl, my heart just melted.  I love being a Grandma!  When Evie and Victor (my adorable grandson) come for their next visit, we're going to the Land of the Little Horses (sounds magical, doesn't it)!  I can't wait to write a poem with Evie about our adventure.  We're going to try to get Victor in the act too, if we can get him to sit still long enough. He loves to sing and dance!  I tried to attach of video of my little guy dancing, but it just wouldn't cooperate.  I'll try again soon.

 

 Now, let's head over to Linda's place at Teacher Dance for today's poetry roundup.

 

Have a great Labor Day weekend!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 







Another New Year

The first week of school always fills me with a mishmash of emotions. One minute, I'm excited about all the adventures the new year will bring.  The next minute, I'm feeling overwhelmed by all the changes in the curriculum and daily procedures,  and the next — I'm wishing I could sleep-in  just a bit longer.  A new school is exhausting!  One thing that keeps me going is getting to know my sixth grade students. Learning about them and their hopes and dreams lifts me up and makes me want to give them my best.

Like most teachers, I start the year with a lot of getting-to-know-you activities.  I decided to try something a little different this year inspired by Irene Latham's Progressive Poem and Janet Wong's poem "Another New Year." 

After reading Janet's poem to my classes, I asked each of my students to contribute one line to our progressive poem.  I started them off with the title, and the first line.  After the poem was written, I moved a few lines around and created stanzas, but the lines are their exact words.   Some students had trouble coming up with a line they wanted to add. I told them they could repeat one of the lines they liked.  Here's what we came up with:


Middle School

Another new year
Being ready to learn and grow
More classes to go to
More teachers to give you homework

Making new friends
Getting a locker
Using a lock on your locker
Getting to class before the bell rings

More classes to go to
The teachers are nice
Changing for gym
Having fun

Getting good grades
A lot more homework
Walking to class with my friends
Not getting lost

Being nice, nice, nice
More friends to make
Eating lunch earlier
Crowds in the hall

Making new friends
Finding my classes
Changing for gym
Wake up early

Going home earlier
More homework to do
I made it through the first day
learning new things

Middle school is fun!


Check out The Poetry Friday Anthology for Middle School to read Janet's poem "Another New Year" and many other fantastic poems middle school students love. The link takes you to Pomelo Books where you'll find an abundance of resources to bring poetry into your classroom!  

Speaking of great resources, be sure to stop by Poetry for Children where the PFA series co-editor, Sylvia has the Poetry Friday roundup!

Poetry Friday

Has this ever happened to you?  The other day I was in my bedroom folding laundry when something just outside the window caught my eye.  At first I thought it was a large dragonfly, but as it came closer, I realized it was a hummingbird. I'd never seen a hummingbird up close so seeing this tiny golden-green bird hovering above our zinnias was very exciting. Then, two more hummingbirds arrived!

I ran to get my camera, but by the time I got back, my visitor was gone. Next thing I know, I was sitting next to the window for more than an hour, camera poised waiting for a chance to snap their picture. They must have seen me because I didn't see them anymore until the next morning.

All week, I've watched as several hummingbirds come for a sip of nectar before zipping off to my neighbor's bird feeder. I kept a camera next to the window and raised the blind, ready to capture these beauties.  I waited and waited, but they didn't come back until I lower the blind.  I stood at the window and watched as they took turns landing on the stem and plucking the petals from the zinnias.  In a matter of minutes, the zinnias were nearly bald!

before                                                                                                                  after

                                                                                                          

After many, many tries I finally got a few pictures of my new friends.   Every morning, I open the curtains and there they are!  On Wednesday, I was late leaving for work because I couldn't tear myself away from the window.  (My cat shares my obsession.)   I wrote a tanka to help me remember the experience.                                                                                                     

 Camera Shy

 

Hello, hummingbird

welcome to my flowerbox.

Sip on some nectar

while I get my camera—

     

        Hey friend, where are you going?

 

 

If you love hummingbirds as much as I do, check out Hummingbird Nest: A Journal of Poems by one of my favorite poets, Kristine O'Connell George.  This excellent collection of poems records a family's observations of a mother hummingbird and her babies. It's a perfect addition to any classroom library!



 

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    Tabitha is hosting today's Poetry Friday at  The Opposite of Indifference.  Hope to see you there!           



Poetry Friday: Mystery Seed

It was my plan to post on Poetry Friday every week this summer, but it hasn't happened.  I'm teaching a summer program, taking a class, and working on a picture book manuscript. Along with spending time with family and catching up on some household projects... Gosh, life sure does get busy, doesn't it?    

The thing is, I often have an idea I'd like to post but talk myself out of it because I don't feel that I can write it well enough to share in a short amount of time.  I start analyzing every sentence and it never feels quite good enough.  I'm trying to release (my one little word) that kind of  thinking  because it has kept me from getting the writing practice I need to grow.  I've made an agreement with myself to write from my heart and only proofread/revise once.  I'm going to try my best to stick to that agreement. Although I haven't posted, I do read and enjoy your posts every Friday.  I want to join in the fun!  So here goes!

 It's Thursday 11:00 PM, and I just finished a first draft of a poem about something very special that happened this week.  I wanted to get it down now while it's fresh in my mind. Like I said, it's in very rough form.  I'm not sure if I'll do anything more with it or just let it be a memory to share with my granddaughter.
 

Mystery Seed
  -for Evie and Grandpa

 Her tiny hands planted you

     in a styrofoam cup—
     a gift for her grandpa

 Barely a sprout--

     he gently tucked you
     into his garden

 Then he smiled

     wondering
     what you might become

 

For weeks his sturdy hands
     sheltered you
     from beetles, weeds, and storms

 

Swaddled in sunshine, water,
     and Grandpa’s love—
      you thrived

 

Your roots stretched and grew
      until you no longer needed
      his constant care

 

The day you blossomed—
      he sent her your picture
      and she smiled

        

                                                       Evie and Grandpa's flower

AND THE WINNER IS...

Last week, I shared my poems from the POETRY FRIDAY ANTHOLOGY FOR CELEBRATIONS along with a chance to win a copy of the teacher/librarian edition. I'm happy to announce the winner is the lovely Linda Baie!  Congratulations from one Linda to another! 

This week I received an email showing the beautiful postcard Janet Wong made for my poem from the POETRY FRIDAY FOR MIDDLE SCHOOL ANTHOLOGY.  I love it!  Janet and Sylvia Vardell are two amazing, generous, hard-working ladies.  I am extremely grateful to be part of the PFA family! 

 

Can you believe this is the final Friday of National Poetry Month?  Whew!

It has flown by, and if you're like me, you're way behind on reading all of this month's juicy blog offerings.  It will probably take me until sometime this summer to catch up! Right now, though, I'm heading over to No Water River where my challenge buddy, Renee is rounding up a whole new batch of goodies! While you're there, be sure to check out Renee's excellent poetry videos.  I showed Renee's performance of "Jabberwocky" to my students today. They enjoyed it so much, they wanted to watch it a second (and third) time! What a great discussion we had about language afterward!

 

  For more great poetry videos, check out Sylvia's blog Poetry for Children.

 

Happy Poetry Friday!