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Limericks

I started on the academic work last night. I was productive as I tracked down some books that I have in my library and added to the library with a book order.

Yesterday, we began our poetry unit at school. I enjoy it and I think, for the most part, the students do as well. They grumble a bit, but, when they start writing they are laughing. We wrote limericks. I wander around the room, talk my way through limericks, and write one or two down on the board. It is mostly off the top of my head and they are fairly rough, but the students get a charge out of it and realize not to take it too seriously. I wrote these two on the board and decided to share.

There once was a boy named Earl

He wanted so desperately to be a squirrel.

Allergic to nuts, his dreams were dashed.

Distressed he wailed and his teeth he gnashed

That young fellow named Earl.

There once was a boy who loved basketball

Three-pointers were his downfall.

He went to shooting school

There he did rule

Today, he has fame and is in the Hall.

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About ivonprefontaine

I completed a PhD at Gonzaga University in Spokane, WA. Previously, I taught for 20 years and spent the last 14 years teaching in an incrediable hybrid school setting. My dissertation topic and research were how teachers experience becoming who teachers, as human subjects. For me, teaching is a calling and vocation that allows me to express who I am as a person. Currently, I am waiting and listening to what will call me. We have begun a small consulting and leadership firm called Rocky River Leadership & Consulting Ltd.

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  1. Not bad for off the cuff…. πŸ™‚

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  2. Good going, Ivon! I must confess, I like the naughty ones the best!

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    • And so do my students. One of them kept writing about boys who wanted to be girls and vice-versa. It was quite funny, because he didn’t know what to do to finish the poems.

      Good to hear from you Yaz.

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  3. There once was a blogger named Ivon, who wrote what he wrote and then wrote on, inspiring the many, and not just the few, esoterically challenging, through and through.

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  4. LOL, I had a limerick contest on my blog some time back and it was the greatest fun. Haha, I’m sorely tempted….. Ok here goes,

    There once was a fussy old Vicar who pleaded with kids not to snicker. Ignoring his pleas they giggled and teased, cause his hassock was stuck in his knickers.

    LOL Sorry Ivon, I just couldn’t help myself. Bows out πŸ™‚

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  5. :). Play is good. Cheers

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