3rd grade Common Reading Time

Mrs. Connelly has used video to record her students reading aloud poetry in small groups.  Her students worked hard at reading the content together (choral reading) and using expression while reading.  This exercise has helped her students build their confidence with reading alound and solidified comprehension of this work of poetry.  This is a cute poem called,

Since Hannah Moved Away ~ by Judith Viorst.

The tires on my bike are flat.
The sky is grouchy gray.
At least it sure feels like that
Since Hanna moved away.

Chocolate ice cream tastes like prunes.
December's come to stay.
They've taken back the Mays and Junes
Since Hanna moved away.

Flowers smell like halibut.
Velvet feels like hay.
Every handsome dog's a mutt
Since Hanna moved away.

Nothing's fun to laugh about.
Nothing's fun to play.
They call me, but I won't come out
Since Hanna moved away.        

The tires on my bike are flat. The sky is grouchy gray. At least it sure feels like that Since Hanna moved away. Chocolate ice cream tastes like prunes. December's come to stay. They've taken back the Mays and Junes Since Hanna moved away. Flowers smell like halibut. Velvet feels like hay. Every handsome dog's a mutt Since Hanna moved away. Nothing's fun to laugh about. Nothing's fun to play. They call me, but I won't come out Since Hanna moved away. - See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15726#sthash.XNIUCUXc.dpuf

The tires on my bike are flat. The sky is grouchy gray. At least it sure feels like that Since Hanna moved away. Chocolate ice cream tastes like prunes. December's come to stay. They've taken back the Mays and Junes Since Hanna moved away. Flowers smell like halibut. Velvet feels like hay. Every handsome dog's a mutt Since Hanna moved away. Nothing's fun to laugh about. Nothing's fun to play. They call me, but I won't come out Since Hanna moved away. - See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15726#sthash.XNIUCUXc.dpuf

The tires on my bike are flat. The sky is grouchy gray. At least it sure feels like that Since Hanna moved away. Chocolate ice cream tastes like prunes. December's come to stay. They've taken back the Mays and Junes Since Hanna moved away. Flowers smell like halibut. Velvet feels like hay. Every handsome dog's a mutt Since Hanna moved away. Nothing's fun to laugh about. Nothing's fun to play. They call me, but I won't come out Since Hanna moved away. - See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15726#sthash.XNIUCUXc.dpuf