Sunday, February 27, 2011

Where the Sidewalk Ends (Thing 1)

We read Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein. This book isn't a story book. It's a book full of funny poems. My favorite poem that he wrote is "Sick." Here it is:

Sick

'I cannot go to school today,'
Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
'I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I'm going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I've counted sixteen chicken pox
And there's one more-that's seventeen,
And don't you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut-my eyes are blue-
It might be instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I'm sure that my left leg is broke-
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button's caving in,
My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,
My 'pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb.
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is-what?
What's that? What's that you say?
You say today is...Saturday?
G'bye, I'm going out to play! '
--Shel Silverstein

For our fun activity, we read some funny poems that my dad wrote.

I would give this book,. I think people should read this book because it is funny and clever.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Not sure why I never got into this book, eventhough it's considered a children's classic. Think I'll try again based on your review.

Someday maybe you can share one of your dad's poems with us.