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Poem - uses imagery, figurative language, and imagination to express feelings and ideas. I'm in Charge of Celebrations. Narrative Poem - tells a story.
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Poem- uses imagery, figurative language, and imagination to express feelings and ideas I'm in Charge of Celebrations Narrative Poem- tells a story Summary- A young girl witnesses a natural wonder, records the date in her notebook, and creates a way to celebrate the event. Every year, she celebrates each of her special days. Setting: Southwest desert Characters: a young girl whose friends are the land and animals Date: March 11 Celebration: Dust Devil Day Whirlwinds: swaying, swirling, falling,dancing, picking up sticks, sand, feathers, and tumbleweeds The girl was in a pickup truck when she saw 7 dust devils calling their friends to come dance. They looked like giants. She said they made you want to whirl around and not stop until you’re falling down. Date: August 9 Celebration: Rainbow Celebration Day One rainy day the girl saw a triple rainbow that ended in a canyon. She saw a jackrabbit standing at the top of the hill looking at the same rainbow. Date: February 6 Celebration: Green Cloud Day A green cloud began to take the shape of a parrot: the wings, the head, and the beak. It only lasted about a minute, but the girl remembered how it looked. She feels lucky because she has the good fortune to see the cloud. Date: September 28 Celebration: Coyote Day The young girl was following deer tracks on a windy day and saw a young coyote trotting through the brush. The coyote stopped and looked at the girl who stood there hardly breathing. The coyote was not afraid. The girl and the coyote looked into each other’s eyes. On Coyote Day, the girl walks on the same trail and brings a feast for the coyote. She has brought the coyote three apples, pumpkin seeds, an ear of corn, and some homemade ginger cookies.
Date: Week in August Celebration: Time of the Falling Stars meteor showers The girl sleeps outside for one week. She looks for streaks of light in the sky. One night she saw a fireball that left a long, red, blazing trail across the sky. She met a man who had also see the falling stars and he was camping 500 miles away. comes in spring The young girl’s new year begins when winter ends and morning light comes earlier. She waits until the white-winged doves are back from Mexico, wildflowers cover the hills, and her favorite cactus blooms. She celebrates on a Saturday and beats a drum. She goes on her favorite trails to all the places she likes, checking how everything is doing and admiring things. She visits the old desert tortoise, horned toads, ravens, lizards, and quails. Date: End of Winter Celebration: Poet’s own New Year Celebration Celebrating makes your heart POUND. EXCITED!!!