Friday, June 17, 2011

Schools Out

Today ends our first week of summer vacation and I have one thing to say:   It's going to be a long summer.

The kids have had activities lined up all week.  They've had camps and time with friends and trips to the pool.  Today has been their first afternoon at home and they are climbing the walls.  So am I.

I hate to hear, "I'm bored."  I find myself responding with the same retorts that I remember my mother saying to me when I would complain of boredom.  "Read a book."  "You can fold laundry."  "I need help with the dishes."  Not surprisingly, my little darlings react just as poorly as I did to what I now consider very helpful suggestions.  

Today's whining about boredom is especially ironic because last night at bedtime we read the poem, "Today is Very Boring" by Jack Prelutsky and we talked about how spoiled the poem's narrator sounded and how silly it is to be bored with so much around to engage you. 

Maybe the poem will work better at your house.  Good luck beating back the summertime blues.

Today is Very Boring
by Jack Prelutsky

Today is very boring,
it's a very boring day,
there is nothing much to say,
there's a peacock on my sneakers,
there's a penguin on my head,
there's a dormouse on my doorstep,
I am going back to bed.

Today is very boring,
it is boring through and through,
there is absolutely nothing
that I think I want to do,
I see giants riding rhinos,
and an ogre with a sword,
there's a dragon blowing smoke rings,
I am positively bored.

Today is very boring,
I can hardly help buy yawn,
there's a flying saucer landing
in the middle of my lawn,
a volcano just erupted
less than half a mile away,
and I think I felt and earthquake,
it's a very boring day.

No comments:

Post a Comment