Monday, April 27, 2009

Sick


So, my students and I were reading the poem Sick by Shel Silverstein.

SICK

"I cannot go to school today,"
Said little Peggy Ann McKay,
"I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash, and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I'm going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I've counted sixteen chicken pox
And there's one more--that's seventeen,
And don't you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut, my eyes are blue--
It might be instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I'm sure that my left leg is broke--
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button's caving in,
My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,
My 'pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb,
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is--what?
What's that? What's that you say?
You say today is---Saturday?
G'bye, I'm going out to play!"

~Shel Silverstein~


We were talking about pretending to be sick so that we could stay home from school. They were so funny. They had all kinds of excuses that their parents believed. My favorite was a kid who said that he goes and turns the stove on, then holds his head over it. He goes to his mom and says he's not feeling good. She feels his forehead and says- you have a fever! Then he gets to stay home. Nice.

Jason said we will have to be sure to take our kid's temperature. Funny.

2 comments:

  1. haha my favorite shel silverstein poem is The Last Unicorn. Actually, most of them are great! lol

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