On Fridays for spelling, Maria blindly chooses phrases from a group and puts them together to make a sentence that becomes a writing assignment in which she is supposed to use as many spelling words from this week as possible. Today she turned it into a poem, and I like it so much that I have to share!
Assignment: Write a
silly short story about a bossy burglar who lives in a tree fort.
Once
there was a burglar who lived in seclusion
When
he saw a tree fort, he reached a conclusion
He
would live there
Even
when the trees laid siege to conquer him
And
their cannons made such a din
He
would live there
Even
on the occasion
That
it was nearly impossible to stop their invasion
He
would live there.
Even
when the trees reached a decision
That
they should make trouble without supervision
He
would live there
Even
when there was an explosion
That
made a huge erosion
He
would live there.
So
he defeated the trees in a fight
And
bossed them around all day and all night
And
that is my version
Of
the decision
Of
the burglar that lived in seclusion
By Maria E Arcara
































