With the start of the year, I’ve noticed several teachers having students use their names to make acrostic poems. I was reminded of a post Stacey wrote * about encouraging meaning in acrostic poetry. So, on my drive to work this morning, I composed one. I had to dig my notebook out of my bag and jot it down at stoplights in order to not forget it.
By Ruth Ayres
* I located Stacey’s post by using our search box in the top-ish right corner, just under our header. We’re beginning to bank lots of information here, so feel free to use the search box in order to locate information with ease!
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