19 September 2006

A word from my third grader

I thought that this acrostic poem that one of my students wrote was cute and that it was a perfect "follow up" to my autumn recipe that I posted yesterday!

Apples grow.
Up above geese fly.
The squirrels run.
Unloaded trucks come by.
Mother cooks Thanksgiving dinner.
No worries...here comes winter!

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