Teach me, I remember. Involve me and I learn. she would pick out the best flowers. She looked at the peaceful flower fields,. 8220;Do you think Ichiro will make a lot of money, Before you own your own flower shop? Only wanting to be surrounded by flowers everyday,. She did not want a big flower shop.

Zen Ties- Jon J Muth. I liked the addition of the haiku poems throughout the book. The little panda, Koo, only speaks in haiku poems.

Mdash; Leave a comment. Everyone is looking at me. Nobody is looking at me. I almost cry about everything. My family and I are being taken to a camp. Mdash; Leave a comment.

Popular, funny, nervous, optimistic. Child of a brave Jewish family. Loved nature, Peter, friends, and family. Who felt betrayed, scared, and helpless. Who needed her childhood back. Who feared Hitler, capture, and death. Who would like to have seen freedom of all Jews. Who enjoyed spending time with Peter and talking about their life after the War.

I decided to write my found poem from the prospective of Sumiko when she just moved into the prision camp where there was no hope of ever being happy. How quickly life changes- the world you once knew. In the world of change you accept the changes. Changes that cannot be helped. You suffer to learn- learn to be a better person. You accept the ancient words Shikata ga nai. Shikata ga nai This cannot be helped. What cannot be helped? Anger from my American side.

Reflections and Discussions on World Literature for Children. She liked the stock better. They came in just about every color. Sometimes she liked an orderly arrangement,. And sometimes she liked something wilder. The half that liked to work. And the half that liked to daydream. The world was a huge mess. From the day she was born,.

She knew how important she was. She knew she was just a farm girl. To be surrounded by flowers. For the rest of her life. But, this camp felt final. Lying on the cot in the middle of the desert. From the day she was born. Had been a lesson in how to change your lot by. Accepting it and learning from it. She took one last good look at the camp.

Mdash; Leave a comment. No one was looking at me. Silence rolled across the room. I felt like I was about to cry. I was alone, I had no friends to call my own. Mdash; Leave a comment.