Since Lucy has ceased blogging (she actually asked me awhile ago if she could shut her old blog down because it is embarrassing...imagine...to be nine and have all of your eight-year-old thoughts on the internet...the horror! maybe I should scan and post my sixth grade diary where I spend pages writing Kevin Bacon's name in various handwriting styles)....I thought I would share this great poem she wrote at school as part of a biography project.
Frederick Douglass
Frederick was strong
Frederick was smart
Frederick was a slave
Frederick decided he needed to be, needed to be free
So off he went on a mysterious ship
To embark on a trip to the north, to the north
And once he was there he lived as a free man
A free man
Once he was there he lived as a free man.
LBJO, 2/19/09
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2 comments:
that's awesome. entirely awesome.
here's a piece of JBT history for you... a snippet of an historical poem i wrote around lucy's age:
george washington carver,
let's just call him "george,"
no, not the man from valley forge,
a different man you may not know,
a man who helped the crops to grow.
compare and contrast.
Mom you missed a couple lines
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