Some of the poems were funny, some were sad, most were very descriptive and surprisingly emotional. It is such a different side to these kids who we usually see being silly and running around.
They are growing up.
They also each recited a poem that they had memorized. Most of these were funny poems, and they used props. Here is J reciting the poem Toucan Tour Guide by Deborah Ruddell. The words follow, in case you can't understand him.
I was touring Peru in a silver canoeMakes me laugh every time!
And my guide was a toucan named Zeke
A talkative fellow with splashes of yellow
And green on his eye-catching beak
The river was cold, the sunlight was gold,
We were feeling as free as could be
When something I said made Zeke turn his head
And the tip of his beak hit a tree
So we stopped for the night at a vine-covered site
And Zeke made a fire by our tent
I tried not to peek at his curious beak
But to tell you the truth it was bent.