There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul!
Emily Dickinson
Welcome to Adventures in English
with Ms. Kathy Riddle
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| I first read the above poem when I was in 5th grade, and it really helped me crystalize my feelings toward literature. I was fortunate enough to have a teacher, Mrs. McDonald, who insisted on exposing us to the arts: poetry, mythology, short stories, novels, ballet, and classical music, to name a few. She also insisted we write every day in our journals. Sometimes we wrote about whatever we wished, and sometimes she provided prompts. I still have that writing journal. In it are my responses to Frost, Dickenson, Sandburg, Bach and numerous other interesting topics. |

