These trees were homework. The patterns were sent home and completed by each student and their family. Then each of them wrote a store from the perspective of the Christmas Tree. The stories came out quite cute!
Julio & Raquel
Amber, Josh, & Joseph
Zakhari & Skylar
Here are all of our projects displayed in the corner of the hall near our classroom.
Twas the day before Christmas Break and all through the school Not a student was behaving, the broke every rule; The stockings were all hung by the cubbies with care, Hoping their teacher would soon be there.
The children were squirming all bored in their seats, While Tyrell danced around the room, and kicked up his feet; And Mickey in her scarf, and Trent in his cap, And Marshal asleep, taking a nap.
When out in the hall there arose such a clatter, Julio sprang up to see what was the matter. Away to the windows Amber flew like a flash Crystal tore open the blinds and knocked over the plants!
Skylar and Stephen wanted to know, While Marcello and Colin ran to and fro, When what to Zakhari’s wondering eyes should appear, But a mean, mean teacher, we all thought to fear.
She came closer and traveled much faster, Benny knew in a moment it must be Miss Jaster! More rapid than cheetahs she snarled as she came And whistled and shouted and called us by name:
Now Cruz! Now Josh! Now Kayla and Raquel! Shush Joseph! Shush Sebastian! Quiet Zachery and Kevin! Sit in your seat! Get out of the hall! Now be quiet! Be Quiet! Be Quiet All!
Miss Jaster was mad, we didn’t know why. She lifted her hands and let out a sigh, She said we were too noisy, she said in a rush. She made us sit down and told us to hush.
And then in a twinkling she let out a smile She opened her bag and dumped out a pile. The presents were scattered all over the ground. We had the coolest teacher around!
She was dressed all in black from her scarf to her shoes, We got sat quietly waiting to hear her good news. A bundle of gifts she picked up from the floor. She gave us each one, but we wanted some more.
Her eyes how they twinkled! Her smile how merry! Her cheeks were like roses, her nose like a cherry! Her amused little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And she let us outside to play in the snow!
We ran and we rolled, we tumbled and threw, The snow was so fresh and practically new! She got hit in the face and once in her toe, Then she got us all back by throwing some snow.
She was funny and smiled, and wrote silly poems, And we learned a lot from many different tomes. A wink of her eye and a twist of her head Soon gave us to know we had nothing to dread.
She spoke not a word, and we went straight to work. She filled all our stockings; then turned with a jerk. Laughing and smiling she looked at us small and tall And told us we’d been the best class of all;
She sprang to her desk, to her class gave a grin, "I can’t wait till next year when I’ll see you again! I hope you enjoy my poem remake! Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good break!"
The PTSA food drive ends this Thursday! Help out if you can by sending some nonperishable food to school. You can help the hungry of our community this Christmas season, and our class could earn a pizza party too!