Summer time

Well my dear friends!

It is that time of year again where students and teachers alike rejoice in the anticipated freedom of summer. But there is always a time where things get crazy trying to get everything done and so this will be the last post until the fall begins.

It has been a great experience. Hopefully, somewhere during the summer, you can grab a book and enjoy a quiet time with your student or parent. Reading is a great way to draw families together and create lasting memories. As the last post for the year, I thought I would share one of my favorite poems. Enjoy! And have a great summer.

THE READING MOTHER

Strickland Gillilan

I HAD A MOTHER who read to me
Sagas of pirates who scoured the sea,
Cutlasses clenched in their yellow teeth,
"Blackbirds" stowed in the hold beneath

I had a Mother who read me lays
Of ancient and gallant and golden days;
Stories of Marmion and Ivanhoe,
Which every boy has a right to know.

I had a Mother who read me tales
Of Celert the hound of the hills of Wales,
True to his trust till his tragic death,
Faithfulness blent with his final breath.

I had a Mother who read me the things
That wholesome life to the boy heart brings-
Stories that stir with an upward touch,
Oh, that each mother of boys were such.

You may have tangible wealth untold;
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be --
I had a Mother who read to me.

Have a great summer all.

CCB