Monday, September 29, 2008

Bella's Poetry

Last week, Bella had to write two Limericks for her language arts work. It wasn't the easiest thing for her, but she was quite proud of these when finished:

There was an old man from New York
Who was quite a cork.
He was as angry as a witch
That's why he got a twitch!
He stabbed someone with a fork.

There once was a funny old bird
Who would never utter a word.
When he went to his nest,
He would often rest
As he thought about all he had heard.

-Isabel Rose Horrocks, age 8

4 comments:

Lynn September 29, 2008 at 9:10 PM  

Interesting....you sure she's only 8?
Continuing to pray!
Psalms 91:1-4 He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
Prayer Bears

Jessie Francis September 30, 2008 at 12:40 PM  

not bad.
what is bella like these days? what is she into? dolls, reading...? i picture her very mature, a little mother hen to the boys.

Mylissa October 1, 2008 at 8:22 PM  

you know, jess...she is pretty darn grown up for her age. A huge help to me, for sure. The one thing that is difficult right now is she is trying to place herself in the family. She really wants to be mommy's sidekick - and I am not really willing to allow that yet, since we are still working through some respect and discipline issues. Hmm...seems like these pre-teen years will be interesting! But she is a huge blessing to me...so thankful for her maturity.

Amy December 1, 2008 at 5:45 AM  

That was a great Limerick!
How long have ya'll homeschooled?