A few weeks ago, Little Man's class at school were asked to sit and make a study of a vase of daffodils. First of all they were asked to paint the daffodils, which the whole class found very difficult. Apparently there was a lot of moaning and complaining.
So the clever teacher used this reaction. She then asked the class to write a poem about how this task had made them feel, for them to express their feelings through poetry.
This is my Little Man's poem, written March 2009, age 6.5yrs ::
Daffodil Drawing
My piece of paiper was
Like a fluffy cloud.
Not grey, not blue, but wite.
Yes wite very broring.
Soon their was some briet yello trumpets
Briet as custud.
Not blue not wite not pink but yello.
I pikt the pencil up.
I droow the stem.
As green as leevs forling.
Not red not blue but green.
And this poawim rmiendid me of my Mum.
Beacos my Mum loves daffodils
And her faivrut culer is green.
The day after writing the poem, he stood up in his school assembly and read it aloud to the whole school, 150 children.
I could tell he was extremely nervous.
But he did it.
I thought my heart would explode.
How immense is that feeling called "Motherly Pride"?
xxx
Awwwwww this is sooooo sweet...best poem ever....god bless...
Posted by: Ankita Vj (India) | July 23, 2015 at 06:24 AM
I just found your blog a month or so ago and I admit I'm a bit obsessed. Obsessed actually with the much needed joy it brings me. To peek into another SAHM's life for inspiration and the reminder of why we do what we do. I share your love of beautiful things- the little things. My friends always blame it on me being a Libra (my bday is Oct 13th) and I laugh but who knows? I just wanted to add my thanks to the many others. Thanks to you I'm on row 6 of a ripple blanket....my first ever crochet project! My daughter (13 y.o.) is helping me with the colors. Again, thank you. xx Jaymie (Los Angeles)
Posted by: Jaymie | December 10, 2011 at 05:23 AM
that is the sweetest thing ever!
Posted by: MissCraftyFingers | December 07, 2010 at 05:17 AM
I'm quite new to your blog, so I've been looking through your archives for hours on end. They make me so happy. They are all wonderful, but my favorite by far is the Daffodil Poem written by your little boy! The answer to your question about the immensity of motherly pride is, of course, nothing compares! But grandmotherly pride comes very close!! By the way, I'm well on my way with my hexagon blanket and love, love, loving every minute. Thanks so much for the inspiration!!! Love from California
Posted by: Sharon Nisson | May 30, 2009 at 09:31 PM
A lovely present for a mum, this poem....
you sure can be proud!!
Angela
Posted by: angela | April 22, 2009 at 08:12 PM
If there was a William Wordsworth award for Daffodil poems, your Little Man would win it hands down. That poem is as beautiful and as poetic and as sweet and lovely as the famous Wordsworth one. Your son has the makings of a poet in him and I believe all art is love.
Posted by: Hookie, UK | April 20, 2009 at 12:30 AM
Oh my goodness! What a wonderful poem and from one so young. Out of the mouths of babes indeed. Such innocence and truth! You have a right to be proud of your son and how brave of him to read it out in front of the school! I couldn't have done that at his age. Please keep his poem forever! cherish the moment.
Posted by: Lindylou from Oz! | April 16, 2009 at 02:53 AM
what a beautiful poem! i don't blame you for being proud!!
Posted by: suesue | April 13, 2009 at 12:02 PM
What a wonderful poem
Posted by: Julie | April 10, 2009 at 09:42 PM
He has a talent - and you are a lucky mom! That poem is frame worthy. Maybe with a picture of daffodils? Happy Spring!
Posted by: Shannon | April 10, 2009 at 05:40 PM
Oh what a lovely poem, well done to him!
Happy Easter to you and your family! Hugs x
Posted by: Nicola/smilernpb | April 10, 2009 at 02:31 PM
So beautiful and special.
You have a writer at home!
Thank you for sharing.
Posted by: Anja | April 10, 2009 at 01:16 PM
Keep it forever - the little piece of paper. So wonderful. Meant to post a coment the other day re bathmat and pompoms- did you see the pompoms duvet cover in Homes and Antiques? Made me think of you.
Lucy
Posted by: Lucy | April 10, 2009 at 10:41 AM
What a clever boy, you must be so proud x
Posted by: The Antidote | April 10, 2009 at 07:17 AM
Oh my goodness...........tears rolling down my cheeks. I'm amazed at your son's writing ability at such a young age. To understand poetry at all, let alone carry through with a theme of color in each stanza..........amazing!!!! That boy is certainly your son. He has inherited your appreciation of color and your way with words. Don't worry.....he'll have spell checker soon. :D :D
Thank you so much for sharing that. My hubby is quickly walking away sniffling over this one. ;o}
xoooox
Moonie
Posted by: Moonie | April 09, 2009 at 11:52 PM
What a little darling! x
Posted by: Cat | April 09, 2009 at 09:44 PM
How wonderful.
A treasure for sure.
And he has such neat writing for one so young!
Lisa x
Posted by: Lisa | April 09, 2009 at 09:38 PM
I can understand why you'd feel like you were gushing with pride, what a beautiful poem, i think you should frame it or embroider it onto linen and treasure it forever.
Aqeela xx
Posted by: Aqeela | April 09, 2009 at 09:37 PM
How wonderful! I love the poem. He really understands the idea of poetry. I like the way he repeats the color lines.
Posted by: Jaye | April 09, 2009 at 09:32 PM
What a lovely poem, and so special to you xx
You must of been so proud to see your Little Man standing up in assembly, well done Little Man!!
Posted by: Linda O | April 09, 2009 at 09:29 PM
It is so lovely that you share such special moments that children bring. Thank you and your little man for such a lovely poem.
Posted by: KnitCave | April 09, 2009 at 08:41 PM
Hi,
We love your blog and find it very inspirational. Now we are taking over a wool shop in Frome Somerset. We are writing a blog about our exploits and you can see one of your inspirations on our post today at http://marmaladeyarns.blogspot.com/
One of our aims is to get more people to crochet and we will be mentioning your blog to our customers. If I can ever work out how to post our favourite blogs you will be on there too.
Keep on blogging, it makes our day,
Catriona and Maxine.
Posted by: Catriona | April 09, 2009 at 08:21 PM
Oh that is just the best poem ever. What a clever little chap he is.
Its beautiful x
Posted by: Mandy | April 09, 2009 at 08:13 PM
Awww! I'm filling up here! Such a special little poem. Such a lot of work for a little person. Full of hard work and love for his mum.
Posted by: marmaladerose | April 09, 2009 at 08:12 PM
This is so sweet, loved the poem. And the daffs, of course, love, and a very happy Easter, L xxx
Posted by: Lori French | April 09, 2009 at 07:30 PM