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    Hate That Cat

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    (alive?)

      and on my bulletin board

      is a list you gave me

      of so many poets

      whose books I can read

      and also on my bulletin board

      is the funny poem-picture

      of the cat chair

      by Mr. Chris Raschka

      (alive?)

      and that poem

      by Mr. Lee Bennett Hopkins

      (alive?)

      about growing up

      to

      be

      a

      writer.

      I now have

      a treasure of words

      in

      my

      room.

      MAY 5

      SILENT SOUNDS OF MOM

      (INSPIRED BY MR. EDGAR ALLAN POE)

      BY JACK

      See her hands in the air

      waving here waving there!

      What flickering formations

      those compositions dare!

      How she sing sing sings

      in a swish and a bound

      bringing sound sound sound

      To the silence of the air

      to the silentabulation of the hush

      and the hums

      of the air, air, air, air,

      air, air, air—

      of the humming and the hushing

      of the air.

      MAY 9

      POETS’ DAY

      It was grandilicious

      finding pictures

      of so many poets

      and putting them

      on the wall in our classroom

      all those poets

      looking back at us

      and beside them

      some of their poems

      so many words

      and images in our heads

      and although I wish

      they were all alive

      and that Dwayne hadn’t written

      DEAD

      next to the dead ones

      their words are all still

      there

      waiting

      for

      someone

      to

      read

      them

      those ineffable effable

      words

      thrumming like

      purrrrrring

      in

      our

      heads.

      MAY 16

      LOVE THAT CAT

      (INSPIRED BY MR. WALTER DEAN MYERS)

      BY JACK

      Love that cat,

      like a bird loves to twitter

      I said I love that cat

      like a bird loves to twitter

      Love to call her in the morning

      love to call her

      “Hey there, Skitter McKitter!”

      MAY 19

      The fat black cat

      has been coming to our back door

      Moirrrr?

      she says

      as if asking a question

      I pour milk in the bowl

      and the fat black cat

      slurp slurps

      and then sits back

      staring at me

      her tail slapping slowly

      on the ground

      shisk shisk

      Moirrrr?

      Skitter

      skitters up

      and leaps forward

      her front paws

      occasionally landing

      in the bowl

      and

      the fat black cat

      licks the top

      of Skitter’s head

      and then turns

      and saunters away

      apparently

      satisfied.

      MAY 23

      Thank you for saying

      more nice things

      about me

      to my parents

      last night

      when we read our poems

      at school.

      My mother doesn’t usually

      come to these things

      because she can’t hear

      what’s going on

      but when you said

      I could sign for her

      this is what she

      said (signed) to me:

      “I love that Miss Stretchberry.”

      And although I was embarrassed

      to stand up in front of everyone

      and sign all those words

      for my mother—

      too many eyes on me—

      and it was very hard

      to keep up with everyone

      speaking so fast—

      when I saw my mother’s face

      it felt good to me

      it felt good to me

      it felt good

      to

      me.

      JUNE 5

      THIS IS JUST TO SAY

      I will listen

      for you

      I will hear

      all the sounds

      in the world

      all the

      delicious

      ineffable

      effable

      sounds

      all the

      thrumming

      and

      humming

      and

      tintinnabulating

      sounds

      I will hear

      all the sounds

      in the

      world

      and I will write them down

      so you

      can

      hear

      them

      too.

      BOOKS ON THE CLASS POETRY SHELF

      Adedjouma, Davida, ed. The Palm of My Heart: Poetry by African American Children, illustrated by Gregory Christie (Lee & Low, 1996).

      Adoff, Arnold. Street Music: City Poems, illustrated by Karen Barbour (HarperCollins, 1995).

      Alarcón, Francisco X. Iguanas in the Snow and Other Winter Poems/Iguanas en la nieve y otros poemas de invierno, illustrated by Maya Christina Gonzalez (Children’s Book Press, 2001).

      Bryan, Ashley. Sing to the Sun (HarperCollins, 1992).

      Cormier, Robert. Frenchtown Summer (Delacorte, 1999).

      Eliot, T. S. Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats, illustrated by Edward Gorey (Harcourt, 1982).

      Esbensen, Barbara Juster. Swing Around the Sun: Poems, illustrated by Cheng-Khee Chee, Janice Lee Porter, Mary GrandPré, and Stephen Gammell (Carolrhoda, 2003).

      Fleischman, Paul. Joyful Noise: Poems for Two Voices, illustrated by Eric Beddows (HarperCollins, 1988).

      Frost, Robert. The Poetry of Robert Frost, edited by Edward Connery Lathem (Holt, Rinehart, 1969).

      George, Kristine O’Connell. Little Dog Poems, illustrated by June Otani (Clarion, 1999).

      Giovanni, Nikki. The Sun Is So Quiet, illustrated by Ashley Bryan (Henry Holt, 1996).

      Greenfield, Eloise. Honey, I Love and Other Love Poems, illustrated by Diane and Leo Dillon (HarperCollins, 1978).

      Greenfield, Eloise. Night on Neighborhood Street, illustrated by Jan Spivey Gilchrist (Dial Books, 1991).

      Greenfield, Eloise. Under the Sunday Tree, paintings by Mr. Amos Ferguson (HarperCollins, 1988).

      Grimes, Nikki. A Pocketful of Poems, illustrated by Javaka Steptoe (Clarion, 2001).

      Hesse, Karen. Out of the Dust (Scholastic, 1997).

      Hopkins, Lee Bennett. Been to Yesterdays, illustrated by Charlene Rendeiro (Wordsong/Boyds Mill, 1995).

      Hopkins, Lee Bennett. Good Rhymes, Good Times, illustrated by Frané Lessac (HarperCollins, 1995).

      Hopkins, Lee Bennett. Pass the Poetry, Please! 3rd ed. (HarperCollins, 1998).

      Hughes, Langston. The Dream Keeper and Other Poems, illustrated by Brian Pinkney (Knopf, 1994).

      Janeczko, Paul B., ed. A Poke in the I, illustrated by Chris Raschka (Candlewick, 2001).

      Janeczko, Paul B., ed. Stone Bench in an Empty Park, photographed by Henri Silberman (Orchard, 2000).

      Koch, Kenneth. Rose, Where Did You Get That Red? Teaching Great Poetry to Children (Vintage Books, 1990).

      Kuskin, Karla. The Sky Is Always in the Sky, illustrated by Isabelle Dervaux (Laura Geringer/HarperCollins, 1998).

      Kuskin, K
    arla. Toots the Cat, illustrated by Lisze Bechtold (Henry Holt, 2005).

      Levy, Constance. Splash! Poems of Our Watery World, illustrated by David Soman (Orchard, 2002).

      Little, Jean. Hey World, Here I Am!, illustrated by Sue Truesdell (HarperTrophy, 1990).

      Livingston, Myra Cohn, ed. Cat Poems, illustrated by Trina Schart Hyman (Holiday House, 1987).

      Livingston, Myra Cohn. Cricket Never Does: A Collection of Haiku and Tanka, illustrated by Kees de Kiefte (McElderry Books, 1997).

      Livingston, Myra Cohn. I Am Writing a Poem About . . . : A Game of Poetry (McElderry Books, 1997).

      Moore, Geoffrey, ed. The Penguin Book of American Verse (Penguin, 1983).

      Myers, Christopher. Black Cat (Scholastic, 1999).

      Myers, Walter Dean. Brown Angels: An Album of Pictures and Verse (HarperCollins, 1993).

      Nye, Naomi Shihab, ed. Salting the Ocean: 100 Poems by Young Poets, illustrated by Ashley Bryan (Greenwillow, 2000).

      Nye, Naomi Shihab, ed. The Tree Is Older Than You Are (Simon & Schuster, 1995).

      Sandburg, Carl. Grassroots: Poems by Carl Sandburg, illustrated by Wendell Minor (Browndeer, 1998).

      Silverstein, Shel. A Light in the Attic (HarperCollins, 1981).

      Sones, Sonya. Stop Pretending: What Happened When My Big Sister Went Crazy (HarperTempest, 2001).

      Thomas, Joyce Carol. Brown Honey in Broomwheat Tea, illustrated by Floyd Cooper (HarperCollins, 1993).

      Williams, Vera B. Amber Was Brave, Essie Was Smart (Greenwillow/HarperCollins, 2001).

      Woodson, Jacqueline. Locomotion (Putnam, 2003).

      Worth, Valerie. all the small poems and fourteen more, illustrated by Natalie Babbitt (Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 1994).

      Yolen, Jane. Bird Watch: A Book of Poetry, illustrated by Ted Lewin (Putnam, 1990).

      Excerpt from Love That Dog

      Read an excerpt

      from Sharon Creech’s

      companion novel

      LOVE

      THAT

      DOG

      DECEMBER 4

      Why do you want

      to type up what I wrote

      about reading

      the small poems?

      It’s not a poem.

      Is it?

      I guess you can

      put it on the board

      if you want to

      but don’t put

      my name

      on it

      in case

      other people

      think

      it’s not a poem.

      DECEMBER 13

      I guess it does

      look like a poem

      when you see it

      typed up

      like that.

      But I think maybe

      it would look better

      if there was more space

      between the lines.

      Like how I wrote it

      the first time.

      And I liked the picture

      of the yellow dog

      you put beside it.

      But that’s not how

      my yellow dog

      looked.

      JANUARY 10

      I really really really

      did NOT get

      the pasture poem

      you read today.

      I mean:

      somebody’s going out

      to the pasture

      to clean the spring

      and to get

      the little tottery calf

      while he’s out there

      and he isn’t going

      to be gone long

      and he wants YOU

      (who is YOU?)

      to come too.

      I mean REALLY.

      And you said that

      Mr. Robert Frost

      who wrote

      about the pasture

      was also the one

      who wrote about

      those snowy woods

      and the miles to go

      before he sleeps—

      well!

      I think Mr. Robert Frost

      has a little

      too

      much

      time

      on his

      hands.

      JANUARY 17

      Remember the wheelbarrow poem

      you read

      the first week

      of school?

      Maybe the wheelbarrow poet

      was just

      making a picture

      with words

      and

      someone else—

      like maybe his teacher—

      typed it up

      and then people thought

      it was a poem

      because

      it looked like one

      typed up like that.

      And maybe

      that’s the same thing

      that happened with

      Mr. Robert Frost.

      Maybe he was just

      making pictures with words

      about the snowy woods

      and the pasture—

      and his teacher

      typed them up

      and they looked like poems

      so people thought

      they were poems.

      Like how you did

      with the blue-car things

      and reading-the-small-poems thing.

      On the board

      typed up

      they look like

      poems

      and the other kids

      are looking at them

      and they think

      they really are

      poems

      and they

      are all saying

      Who wrote that?

      JANUARY 24

      We were going for a drive

      and my father said

      We won’t be gone long—

      You come too

      and so I went

      and we drove and drove

      until we stopped at a

      red brick building

      with a sign

      in blue letters

      ANIMAL PROTECTION SHELTER.

      And inside we walked

      down a long cement path

      past cages

      with all kinds of

      dogs

      big and small

      fat and skinny

      some of them

      hiding in the corner

      but most of them

      bark-bark-barking and

      jumping up

      against the wire cage

      as we walked past

      as if they were saying

      Me! Me! Choose me!

      I’m the best one!

      And that’s where we saw

      the yellow dog

      standing against the cage

      with his paws curled

      around the wire

      and his long red tongue

      hanging out

      and his big black eyes

      looking a little sad

      and his long tail

      wag-wag-wagging

      as if he were saying

      Me me me! Choose me!

      And we did.

      We chose him.

      And in the car

      he put his head

      against my chest

      and wrapped his paws

      around my arm

      as if he were saying

      Thank you thank you thank you.

      And the other dogs

      in the cages

      get killed dead

      if nobody chooses them.

      JANUARY 31

      Yes

      you can type up

      what I wrote

      about my yellow dog

      but leave off the part

      about the other dogs

      getting killed dead

      because that’s too sad.

      And don’t put

      my name

      on it

      please.

      And maybe

      it would look good

      on yellow paper.

      And maybe

      the title

      should be

    &
    nbsp; YOU COME TOO.

      About the Author

      Photo credit Lyle Rigg

      SHARON CREECH is the author of the Newbery Medal winner WALK TWO MOONS and the Newbery Honor Book THE WANDERER. Her other work includes the novels THE GREAT UNEXPECTED, THE UNFINISHED ANGEL, HATE THAT CAT, THE CASTLE CORONA, REPLAY, HEARTBEAT, GRANNY TORRELLI MAKES SOUP, RUBY HOLLER, LOVE THAT DOG, BLOOMABILITY, ABSOLUTELY NORMAL CHAOS, CHASING REDBIRD, and PLEASING THE GHOST, as well as three picture books: A FINE, FINE SCHOOL; FISHING IN THE AIR; and WHO’S THAT BABY? Ms. Creech and her husband live in Maine. You can visit her online at www.sharoncreech.com.

      Discover great authors, exclusive offers, and more at hc.com.

      Books by Sharon Creech

      WALK TWO MOONS

      ABSOLUTELY NORMAL CHAOS

      PLEASING THE GHOST

      CHASING REDBIRD

      BLOOMABILITY

      THE WANDERER

      FISHING IN THE AIR

      LOVE THAT DOG

      A FINE, FINE SCHOOL

      RUBY HOLLER

      GRANNY TORRELLI MAKES SOUP

      HEARTBEAT

      WHO’S THAT BABY?

      REPLAY

      THE CASTLE CORONA

      THE UNFINISHED ANGEL

      Credits

      Cover art © 2000 by William Steig

      Copyright

      Hate That Cat

      Copyright © 2008 by Sharon Creech

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