Posts Tagged ‘imagination

16
Mar
09

No Whimsy Permitted: This Is Algebra

My daughter is solving problems with imaginary numbers.
“I can help,” I said.
“I have plenty of imagination.”
“We’ll try one problem,” she said.
“And they’re fractions.”
“Okay,” I said, “the first answer should be 4726.5 over hippopotamus.”
No,” she said.
“Sometimes the teacher will give you points for effort if you can explain your solution.
But an answer with hippopotamus in it?
You wouldn’t even get that.”

09
Jan
09

Socks & Squirrels

For Kodi (with help from Kodi)

I found a dirty sock on the playground.
I buried it under the wood chips.
I was hoping a tree would grow there with new socks on it
To replace the ones Mom loses in the wash.
On days it rained and we couldn’t go outside
I thought about all that water carrying food to my sock.
If it was stormy and the wind blew hard, it was okay.
The wind was clearing away the weeds, making room for my tree to grow.
Then one day, on the playground, my teacher came up to me all excited.
“Come quick! There’s something you have to see!”
This is so cool!” I thought. “It worked!
We’ll have new socks forever for free!”
But when I followed her pointing
All I saw was a stupid fluffy brown squirrel.
“Isn’t that great?” My teacher sang.
“He’s bigger than your head.”
I looked at his tree again and got mad.
Do you know what that sneaky squirrel had done?
He stole the root from my sock tree and he used it to cushy up his home.

16
Dec
08

Star Stories

On warm, sunny days I run with my pig-
We race for a seat in our van.
Mom drives out to milepost six-zero,
Piggy and I yell, “Stop! Right here! Please, stop!”
She pulls into a field and parks the van.
We all climb up on top.
My pig and I love the stories Mom tells us about the bright stars:
The giraffe that danced with a turtle,
An orange horse that jumped over flowers.
On the way home, Mom tells us about the maple sugar hero.
My pig and I never get to hear the end.
Piggy and I struggle to keep our eyes open
But the Sandman always beats me.
Darn it!
Somehow he always wins.

This poem was created using words given to me by a group of kindergardeners.