Wednesday, July 27, 2011

My book writing

     One of my hobbies, since college has been writing.  I started writing about my family, but once I discovered the world of children's books, I have always wanted to write one.  I have written a few, but when I tried to get it published, it was just a lot more work than you can imagine.  So, now I just write.  One day, maybe, I will find the time to branch out and try the published way.

     Here is some of the book I have been working on.  It was inspired by a few of my favorite books by Alyssa Capucilli and illustrated by Ted Arnold.  Inside a Zoo in the City and Inside a House that is Haunted.  They kind of copy the House that Jack Built idea.  Alyssa Capucilli also wrote some popular books about Biscuit.  I did not know that.  I also saw some other Scholastic books that I have used in my classroom.  Here is her website.

     Please let me know what you think.  I was trying to get all the things we do during our school day into rhyme and rhythm.  If you have read these books before you know they are very repetitive, so if you want to read the whole story just skip down to where it says last page.

This Is the School That I Go To

This is the door where I say good bye                       To my mom and my dad and sister, too.
                                  Outside the school that I go to.

This is the door where I say good bye, to my mom and my dad and sister, too.
that opens to the hallway so long and tall                    with pictures and signs all along the wall.
                                   Inside the school that I go to.

This is the door where I say good bye, to my mom and my dad and sister, too.
that opens to the hallway so long and tall, with pictures and signs all along the wall.
that leads to the classroom with so many things.            Where I'll hang up the book bag I bring.
                                   Inside the school that I go to.

This is the door where I say good bye, to my mom and my dad and sister, too.
that opens to the hallway so long and tall, with pictures and signs all along the wall.
that leads to the classroom with so many things. Where I'll hang up the book bag I bring.
Where my teacher waits with a smile and a hug,             then tells us to sit down on the rug.
                                  Inside the school that I go to.

This is the door where I say good bye, to my mom and my dad and sister, too.
that opens to the hallway so long and tall, with pictures and signs all along the wall.
that leads to the classroom with so many things. Where I'll hang up the book bag I bring.
Where my teacher waits with a smile and a hug, then tells us to sit down on the rug.
Eyes focus, hands still, ears listening, legs bend            with my bottom flat, I'll sit next to my friend.
                                   Inside the school that I go to.

This is the door where I say good bye, to my mom and my dad and sister, too.
that opens to the hallway so long and tall, with pictures and signs all along the wall.
that leads to the classroom with so many things. Where I'll hang up the book bag I bring.
Where my teacher waits with a smile and a hug, then tells us to sit down on the rug.
Eyes focus, hands still, ears listening, legs bend, with my bottom flat, I'll sit next to my friend.
Next, our spot on the rug is where we look,                so we can choose jobs and listen to a book.
                                  Inside the school that I go to.

This is the door where I say good bye, to my mom and my dad and sister, too.
that opens to the hallway so long and tall, with pictures and signs all along the wall.
that leads to the classroom with so many things. Where I'll hang up the book bag I bring.
Where my teacher waits with a smile and a hug, then tells us to sit down on the rug.
Eyes focus, hands still, ears listening, legs bend, with my bottom flat, I'll sit next to my friend.
Next, our spot on the rug is where we look, so we can choose jobs and listen to a book.
Then to my table where I color and write.                      My picture will hang on the fridge tonight.
                                    Inside the school that I go to.

This is the door where I say good bye, to my mom and my dad and sister, too.
that opens to the hallway so long and tall, with pictures and signs all along the wall.
that leads to the classroom with so many things. Where I'll hang up the book bag I bring.
Where my teacher waits with a smile and a hug, then tells us to sit down on the rug.
Eyes focus, hands still, ears listening, legs bend, with my bottom flat, I'll sit next to my friend.
Next, our spot on the rug is where we look, so we can choose jobs and listen to a book.
Then to the table where I color and write.  My picture will hang on the fridge tonight.
The lunchroom is where we eat and drink.                     Mom packed a fun lunch for me, I think.
                                              Inside the school that I go to.

This is the door where I say good bye, to my mom and my dad and sister, too.
that opens to the hallway so long and tall, with pictures and signs all along the wall.
that leads to the classroom with so many things. Where I'll hang up the book bag I bring.
Where my teacher waits with a smile and a hug, then tells us to sit down on the rug.
Eyes focus, hands still, ears listening, legs bend, with my bottom flat, I'll sit next to my friend.
Next, our spot on the rug is where we look, so we can choose jobs and listen to a book.
Then to the table where I color and write.  My picture will hang on the fridge tonight.
The lunchroom is where we eat and drink.  Mom packed a fun lunch for me, I think.
There's lots to do when we play outside.                  But, my favorite is to slide on the slide.
                                    Outside the school that I go to.

This is the door where I say good bye, to my mom and my dad and sister, too.
that opens to the hallway so long and tall, with pictures and signs all along the wall.
that leads to the classroom with so many things. Where I'll hang up the book bag I bring.
Where my teacher waits with a smile and a hug, then tells us to sit down on the rug.
Eyes focus, hands still, ears listening, legs bend, with my bottom flat, I'll sit next to my friend.
Next, our spot on the rug is where we look, so we can choose jobs and listen to a book.
Then to the table where I color and write.  My picture will hang on the fridge tonight.
The lunchroom is where we eat and drink.  Mom packed a fun lunch for me, I think.
There's lots to do when we play outside.  But, my favorite is to slide on the slide.
We paint and build and read some more.                   Here counting and singing is never a bore.
                                         Inside the school that I go to

This is the door where I say good bye, to my mom and my dad and sister, too.
that opens to the hallway so long and tall, with pictures and signs all along the wall.
that leads to the classroom with so many things. Where I'll hang up the book bag I bring.
Where my teacher waits with a smile and a hug, then tells us to sit down on the rug.
Eyes focus, hands still, ears listening, legs bend, with my bottom flat, I'll sit next to my friend.
Next, our spot on the rug is where we look, so we can choose jobs and listen to a book.
Then to the table where I color and write.  My picture will hang on the fridge tonight.
The lunchroom is where we eat and drink.  Mom packed a fun lunch for me, I think.
There's lots to do when we play outside.  But, my favorite is to slide on the slide.
We paint and build and read some more.  Here counting and singing is never a bore.
Clean up, put things where they were before.                      It's time for us to line up at the door.
                                             Inside the school that I go to.

This is the door where I say good bye, to my mom and my dad and sister, too.
that opens to the hallway so long and tall, with pictures and signs all along the wall.
that leads to the classroom with so many things. Where I'll hang up the book bag I bring.
Where my teacher waits with a smile and a hug, then tells us to sit down on the rug.
Eyes focus, hands still, ears listening, legs bend, with my bottom flat, I'll sit next to my friend.
Next, our spot on the rug is where we look, so we can choose jobs and listen to a book.
Then to the table where I color and write.  My picture will hang on the fridge tonight.
The lunchroom is where we eat and drink.  Mom packed a fun lunch for me, I think.
There's lots to do when we play outside.  But, my favorite is to slide on the slide.
We paint and build and read some more.  Here counting and singing is never a bore.
Clean up, put things where they were before. It's time for us to line up at the door.
Where we hold our bags and stand still and straight.           Get everything you need 'cause it's getting late.
                                                  Inside the school that I go to.

This is the door where I say good bye, to my mom and my dad and sister, too.
that opens to the hallway so long and tall, with pictures and signs all along the wall.
that leads to the classroom with so many things. Where I'll hang up the book bag I bring.
Where my teacher waits with a smile and a hug, then tells us to sit down on the rug.
Eyes focus, hands still, ears listening, legs bend, with my bottom flat, I'll sit next to my friend.
Next, our spot on the rug is where we look, so we can choose jobs and listen to a book.
Then to the table where I color and write.  My picture will hang on the fridge tonight.
The lunchroom is where we eat and drink.  Mom packed a fun lunch for me, I think.
There's lots to do when we play outside.  But, my favorite is to slide on the slide.
We paint and build and read some more.  Here counting and singing is never a bore.
Clean up, put things where they were before.  It's time for us to line up at the door.
Where we hold our bags and stand still and straight. Get everything you need 'cause it's getting late.
I learned many things but today is done                               But, I'll come back tomorrow to have more fun.
                                     Inside the school that I go to.

LAST PAGE
This is the door where I say good bye, to my mom and my dad and sister, too.
that opens to the hallway so long and tall, with pictures and signs all along the wall.
that leads to the classroom with so many things. Where I'll hang up the book bag I bring.
Where my teacher waits with a smile and a hug, then tells us to sit down on the rug.
Eyes focus, hands still, ears listening, legs bend, with my bottom flat, I'll sit next to my friend.
Next, our spot on the rug is where we look, so we can choose jobs and listen to a book.
Then to the table where I color and write.  My picture will hang on the fridge tonight.
The lunchroom is where we eat and drink.  Mom packed a fun lunch for me, I think.
There's lots to do when we play outside.  But, my favorite is to slide on the slide.
We paint and build and read some more.  Here counting and singing is never a bore.
 Clean up, put things where they were before. It's time for us to line up at the door.
Where we hold our bags and stand still and straight. Get everything you need 'cause it's getting late.
I learned many things but today is done.  But I'll come back tomorrow to have more fun.
We walk down the hallway, that leads to the door, that opens to my mom and dad and sister too.
                                       Outside the school that I go to.

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