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This year Kai has blossomed into a reader, writer, book publisher, mathematician, poet, great friend, artist, dedicated gymnast, skier and a lover of all things fun and exciting. Kai studied heros [Sir Isaac Newton], weather, math/reading/writing and much, much more, but he came out with a love of poetry and reading.
The year wrapped up with Kai and his friend Caleb, on their own, deciding to hold a poetry cafe. They came up with this idea on their own, wrote invitations and told their parents it was going to happen. So a few days after graduation we gathered on Caleb's lawn with their teacher, Karen Halveson there to support them, and listened to our children recite the poetry they had worked on during the course of the year. Watching Kai and Caleb stand before us--all dressed up--was incredibly sweet and endearing. It was a day or two after the poetry cafe that Kai came running over to me and begged me to find his writing book from school because a poem just came to him and he wanted to write it down. My heart just soared...
A poem from Kai's poetry book, Secrets of the Earth.
Streams
Streams
Slither
down
mountains
valleys
and
gorges
like a clear snake
slithering
around the world.
And
Lightning
Lightening
shooting
like
a
bullet, flying, diving
down
from
its
birth place
in
the
clouds
even
before it
strikes
it is
50,000 degrees!