One of our best hours spent last week was spent writing and illustrating haiku. This was suggested as part of our Story of the World work. We are in the Middle Ages and just finished a section on China, Korea, and Japan. The methodology suggested worked REALLY well. Using their method we were each able to compose a haiku successfully in just a few minutes. The activity book gave us the rules. We needed three lines, 5 syllables, 7 syllables, and 5 syllables respectively. We had to choose a season first. Our topic had to be natural (no summer at the beach referring to plastic buckets and rocket pops). We were to choose a topic and describe a specific moment, not try to tell a story. Then, and this was the most successful suggestion, we were supposed to brainstorm words that came to mind regarding that topic and that moment. This made it really easy to write the haiku. Some of the brainstormed words clearly combined to form an idea. Also, it was easy to conform to the syllable limitations because if a word was too long or too short you could just scan your brainstormed list to choose a suitable replacement of the appropriate length.
Above is Kal-El's haiku. While Me Too and I wrote a rough draft that we later rewrote to add to our illustration, Kal-El wanted his to be "secret" and wrote it for the first time on his illustration. So, I was unable to correct his spelling before he wrote it down. It reads:
Out springs the tulips,
Where the morning dew shines bright
And bees pollinate.
Above is Me Too's haiku. It helps to know that Me Too is allergic to mosquito bites. They swell up just awful. Photographic evidence:
His haiku reads:
Bats eat mosquitos.
They are fluffy and furry.
That is why I like them.
He means that he likes bats because they eat mosquitos. He was inspired to write about bats because he noticed I was writing about mosquitos. Just for kicks, my haiku is below.
The mosquito glides,
Creepy little legs dangling.
Sweaty skin awaits.
I tried to draw a mosquito aloft above sweaty skin but, as Me Too points out, the sweaty skin look more like an eyeball...equally creepy.