Yesterday, I visited my parentsfor the day and, for the first time in a looooong time I helped my mum make biscuits (cookies, as some of you might call them). Actually, Mum made the mixture, but I helped her roll them into balls ready for baking, a task made easier with two of us to work through the huge batch. I thought I would come home and write about it, but after cooking making I helped in the garden, then came home exhausted and now it’s Poetry Friday and the poem isn’t written, so instead I went searching for this poem, which I like and thought was worth sharing.
For my labours, I managed to bring home some of those delicious cookies., so maybe they will still inspire me to write my own poem.
Have a great Friday. Today’s Poetry Friday roundup is hosted by Karen Edmiston.
Though I’ve heard this story/poem before, paired with the Mark Twain saying, it works so well. It would be a good thing to read to remind yourself, students and parents that things are not always the way YOU see them. Thanks for sharing this.
I enjoyed the video of the poem being read aloud. I videotaped myself for Friday’s share, too, on a whim of an idea from Tabatha Y. And I have to say that I agree with Jane; it does bring a poem to life. I may do more of that, even though I personally really don’t like to hear or see me! LOL!
Thanks DOnna. Like you I am not best fond of hearing myself, but decided to record my next post because I agree that it’s a nice touch.
Oh, what a great poem. Thanks for sharing. I miss my mom so much. I’d give so much for time to roll cookies with her. Your time with her makes for good memories and I’m sure an even richer poem when it’s ready to be written.
Hugs Linda. I know I’m so lucky to still have my mum to share these moments with.
This one was new to me and though I saw it coming, I cringed when I imagined how the narrator felt upon discovering that incriminating bag of cookies in her bag. As others noted, the poem’s the perfect accompaniment to that marvelous Twain quote. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks Molly.
Fun! I love how the poem goes so nicely with the Twain quote.
Thanks Mary Lee
A fun poem with an important reminder about making assumptions. Your post has inspired me to go make some cookies, which I will share!
Thanks Catherine. Hope yours were as yummy as mine.
I suppose I’ve read this before, and I see probably on Jama’s blog, but thanks for reminding me again that assumptions are not often good to make. Glad you had a good time with your mother, too, Sally, and brought home your OWN cookies!
Thanks Linda. And my mum popped in to check out my post and saw it, so that was nice too.
Totally saw that one coming, but the point is well taken! Ah, I just saw that Jama had posted it on her blog, maybe that’s why I knew how the story would end. Cookies are meant to be shared… and so is cookie-making. 🙂
Thanks Michelle.
There’s something about being read aloud that brings poetry to life – I always think of poetry as a living art form that takes on new forms when shared with others.
Mmmm…cookies….
Yes, I like hearing poems read aloud. Going to record one of mine for this week’s PF.
Wonderful poem. Think I shared it on my blog awhile ago. Good lesson to be learned. Pass me one of those homemade biscuits you made with your mum. 🙂
Thanks Jama. It might have been you sharing it that I remembered when I went looking for it. Sorry for stealing 🙂
Love the Mark Twain quote and the poem. Reminds me a joke my cousin tells of wearing an Awesome Possum shirt, seeing another person with it, gesturing at the shirt, seeing confusion, gesturing, getting shaken off, gesturing, rejected. Only to realized he wasn’t wearing the Awesome Possum shirt that day. The rhythm of the poem was so perfect the rhyming sounded accidental. Awesome poetry. Well read, too.
Thanks Brenda.
I think I just had a déjà vu moment, Sally. I was so sure this was an older blog post that I’d read before… but it’s not… … is it? *cue spooky music*
That poem is perfect. I’m assuming it’s inspired by a true story – and I sure hope the cookie thief guy got to read it… and giggle. Enjoy your biscuits!
Thanks Kat. Apparently Jama shared it on her blog a while ago which is probably where I remembered it from when I went searching for it. Duh.