Second Grade | Third Grade

This spring, the third graders put on their creative hats and explored the world of poetry. They learned about a variety of This spring, the third graders put on their creative hats and explored the world of poetry. poetic structures including haiku, cinquain, concrete, color, limerick, and free verse. Enjoy these third grade originals! They learned about a variety of poetic structures including haiku, cinquain, concrete, color, limerick, and free verse. Enjoy these third grade originals! Julia Collins Teaching Fellow Donna Brown Third Grade Teacher

~Addie

Curran

When I go up to get him, he’s in his bright white fly-sheet waiting for me by the inviting silver gate with his ears perked up like an eager bunny When I ride him I feel like I’m a part of him, the part that is safe and warm Clippity clop, clippity clop on the trail at last… ~ Brooklyn

~Charlotte

Dog

By Eli Babich

Dog howls as if tornado Their paws as soft as playdoh Its fur as furry as a coat Sadly they’re too young to vote They beg and beg for food, but I say no

Potatoes By Indigo

I eat them every meal, hash browns for breakfast, french fries with hamburgers for lunch, and last but definitely not least, mashed potatoes with steak all delicious (unless my brother makes them) Qualities of a good potato mashed must be salty, creamy, buttery, maybe some gravy baked must be buttery, not too hard, not to soft, and maybe some parsley Maybe a side of steak and cooked carrots Hmmmmmmmm, now I’m hungry

Skiing By Jasper

Swish Swish Swish My skis gliding Swish Swoop Silence I take air, peace for a moment Thwump shsh swish bitter cold, it could freeze, boiling water in an instant, but it doesn't bother me now Swish Glide Swish Snow like it jumped off a cloud and now it’s biting my face Memories

Ducati by Seraphina

Ruff, ruff, racing outthedoor I sit, he sits on me I put my face close to his lick lick, he licked mynose !! Ducati is sweet, loving, adorable, cute Ducati is my friend

ESPERANZA RISING

This spring, we read Pam Munoz Ryan’s novel, Esperanza Rising. This book addressed concepts of immigration, class differences, racism, and hope. Students enjoyed the adventurous elements of the story as well as understanding Esperanza’s perspective, as she transitioned from the life she knew in Mexico to her new circumstances in California. In the spirit of multi-sensory learning, students sampled grapes, papaya, figs, and other produce mentioned in the chapters.

SUMMER DREAMINʼ

Maybe we can’t go there this summer, but we can dream, imagine, remember… Enjoy the following excerpts:

This summer I can only dream of smelling the fresh mountain air of Andorra, hearing the pitter patter of the rain in England, and gazing at the gorgeous mountain ranges of Spain's countryside. The extraordinary windy roads that crisscross through the hills and dive under mountains into road tunnels make me so happy. I would look down from those roads and see large vast valleys down below me, filled with colorful flowers. — Marlin in Europe This summer I was supposed to go see my first Cubs game at Wrigley Field. Wrigley Field was built in 1914 and still is a top-three stadium in baseball. It is such a pleasant place to visit from its joyful peanut vendors to the stunning green ivy wall in the outfield… Wrigley Field isn’t all about the game; it’s also about the experience, and more than it is a baseball stadium, it’s an iconic landmark. — Johnny at Wrigley Field

I can see a deer prancing off into the distance as a bluegill jumps out of the lake. I can see the long dirt road that I have biked down hundreds of times before. I see tiny ducklings swimming gently but swiftly. I can taste the well-recognized blueberry pancakes that my grandpa made for breakfast. start to walk up the hill. I can see big round boulders,

— Emmanuel in Minnesota

I can see us having a lot of fun in the big blue lake. I can see a rope line that I hold onto and then let go and I fall into the water from high up. I can see deer and gentle tiny turtles and peacocks wandering by the lake and looking at us. I see the brown wood cabin, and I see me sleeping in my own bed, warm and comfy. I can see someone setting up some traps for Bigfoot. like lobster and garlic bread. On their boat are fishy

— Diego in a lake house near Yosemite

I can see a gurgling stream winding through fields of orchids, plumeria and hibiscus trees, then falling down a waterfall into a pool of clear pure water where Koi — Paulina in Oahu I touch the silky sand sliding through the palms of my hands and the swirly shells on the tips of my fingers. I see the black sand beach and the sheep in the hills with wool similar to fluffy clouds. — Emerson in New Zealand

I see the giant rocks, standing strong and tall, as we and the red rocks of Sedona, striped with the colors of red, orange, and yellow. I see the frozen ice, arched in the shape of a small waterfall. The water is still trickling under the layer of cold ice. It is smooth and cold to the touch. — Poppy in Sedona

In my grandparents’ house in Maine, the kitchen smells fish gently swim.

smells, seaweed, and the smells of my cousins’ wet dogs that came with us. — Ella in Maine

Patti Smart Fourth Grade Teacher

REMOTE LEARNING

As we transitioned from working on campus to remote learning, students demonstrated remarkable resilience. With daily “office hours” we were able to have more one on one interaction and work together in small groups. This allowed us to further learn about each other as growing individuals. Often, children would introduce their pets as special guests and sometimes give us a tour of their gardens. Students shared their thoughts as they reflected on our world as it is changing before our eyes.