Teaching Poetry to 3rd Graders by Gary Short
At recess a boy ran to me with a pink rubber ball and asked if I would kick it to him. He handed me the ball, then turned and ran and ran and ran, not turning back until he was far out in the field. I wasn’t sure I could kick the ball that far. But I tried, launching a perfect and lucky kick. The ball sailed in a beautiful arc about eight stories high, landed within a few feet of the 3rd...
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