The 2017 Summer Youth Make Language Kinesthetic at the Martin Luther King Memorial Center
in Erie, Pennsylvania.
Race alongside Sheldon as he bolts out of Puppy Play, joins the Parade of Pups, sneaks into the Corndog Competition, and slips behind Dogs of All Shapes and Sizes, eager to meet Harold the Hot-Nosed Husky and Canine Claws.
Children at Metzger Elementary School in Tigard, Oregon ask, "What would make a camel sneeze?"
Reading through Movement
allows children to play
with language and feel
the energy of words.
and the Camel sneezed
Ahh Ahh Ahh Choo!
"Her legs needed springs, her arms some wings . . ." -- When the Camel Sneezed
Forget the opening line grabber or clever title: writing about collaborating with my son has been tough. Each time I’ve tried I’m thrown back to third grade. “Describe the light switch,” Mrs. C. said. For me, what she called “Creative Writing” the Zen of Creative Writing — a void, except for two words. On. Off.
Read more at: https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/taking-flight-mary-moodey?trk=prof-post
A frog on a lily pad
croaks a song to a tree
touching the sky.
Sophia K. & Layla
One of the smallest creatures in When the Camel Sneezed plays a significant role in the story, but why the the butterfly flew onto the pages carries a deeper meaning: how a family member finds beauty in the colors of butterflies, despite his suffering from a terminal illness. Read more at: https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/how-butterfly-came-flit-mary-moodey?published=t
Using Erie's United Way parking lot as their canvas, the Early Connections children design constellations using sidewalk chalk.
"We are all made of star stuff." -- Carl Sagan
At the end of July, the friends at Early Connections and MarMooWorks explored the night sky; read Christopher Counts The Constellations and sections of Goin' Explorin'; danced to Gustav Holst's "The Planets"; studied Aboriginal art and paintings by Van Gogh, Rousseau, and Albert Pinkham Ryder; wrote and illustrated original stories; and visited Erie's Yahl Planetarium at Penn State Behrend. To sum it all up: we had a galactic gala of a good time.