Almost National Poetry Month!
Almost National Poetry Month!
Sometimes I'll hear or read complaints that kids don't memorize poetry any more, as they did in the dear old days of schoolroom recitations. I have found that this is not actually true. In fact, National Poetry Month—starting tomorrow!—is celebrated in a variety of ways, including memorization and performance in classrooms around the country. It's great to see how many ways there are to celebrate poetry and help kids see the joy and excitement in it.
At my old school, one of the teachers ran a "Poetry Patrol" event every year with her fourth graders: working in teams of two or three, they'd memorize a poem and not just recite it but perform it—with dance moves, props, rap stylings—whatever brought it to life. Then, on the appointed day, they'd pop up unannounced (but cleared ahead of time) in classrooms and offices all over school, to perform their assigned poem. Not only did they learn off poems by heart—albeit the likes of Shel Silverstein and Jack Prelutsky, rather than traditional fare like the old "The Boy Stood on the Burning Deck" as did kids of yore—but older and younger students got to hear those poems in an engaging way, as well.
Last week, my family—grandma, parents, and 7-year-old child—were
casting about for things to do on a long ferry and car trip home from a long
weekend. After several rounds of 20 Questions, us grownups got tired of guessing
jungle animals and begged for a change of pace. Poetry recitation was proposed,
and found to be acceptable to all.
The 7-year-old then reeled off the complete text of Sandra
Boynton's "Snoozers"
by heart, reciting the six poems in the book with gusto and expression. I pulled
out my one solidly memorized poem, "Jabberwocky"—I
learned it as a kid, and still love that deliciously satisfying (if gory)
moment when the vorpal blade goes snicker-snack! My spouse then obliged with
the "Augustus Gloop" poem from Charlie
and the Chocolate Factory, and together we pieced together most—but not
all—of that grisly epic of the Klondike, "The Cremation of Sam McGee."
That last is available in picture-book form, and is a great example of a picture book you probably wouldn't want to share with a class of young kids (though an individual 7- or 8-year-old might like it, depending on their tolerance for this kind of stuff.). I used to read it to 4th and 5th grades, but it's so creepy in the middle—despite the surprise funny ending--that I was reluctant to share it with younger classes, lest it inspire nightmares.
Another great read-aloud poem for kids of maybe 2nd grade and up is "Casey at the Bat". This one's been published in a few different editions, but I like this one illustrated by Christopher Bing in which the entire book, including the cataloging information is done up in period early 20th-century reproduction style.
Do you have a favorite poem to recite? Do your kids?
March 31, 2008