We are right in the middle of our language arts unit on poetry.  The following is a little story/poem that the girls and I wrote together.  We were focusing on alliterations, and those were provided by the girls.  Enjoy!

 

The other day a raccoon got in our house.

While I was upstairs helping the girls with their school work and playing with Gideon in his room, some creature was quietly at work.

I didn’t hear a thing.  The whole time I was going over adverbs and explaining how to round to the thousandths place, I would have never guessed something was amiss.

But, when I ran downstairs to grab another pencil from the kitchen junk drawer,

I stopped in my steps, jaw to the floor.

What… in… the……

All over the kitchen floor I saw:

smelly spinach…

emptied edemame…

brown bananas…

plastic plates…

leftover lunch…

rotting Raman…

messy mashed potatoes…

limp lollypops…

sticky syrup…

moldy meat mash…

nasty noodles…

gross garbaged gravy…

chunked cheerios…

slimy sludge from Sunday’s supper…

All over the floor.

Something had gotten in.  A varmint looking for something to gnaw and nibble.  Then to the side I caught a glimpse of the living room.  Previously washed and folded, stacks of fresh clothes were scattered across the couch and floor.

Shoes from the kids’ shoe bins were tossed all over the hallway.  It must be a raccoon.  It has to be a raccoon.  There is no other creature on God’s green earth that could do this kind of damage with such stealthiness.

How did it get in?  Panic set in….Where was it now??

OH…

There it is, it’s chewing on the pizza box…

I guess it’s time to move everything up to counter-top level.

Here he is even after I cleaned up all the trash… determined little guy…

and going after the shoes…

But, he’s the cutest raccoon ever, and the nickname will stick!