Going to bed is always a challenge. If I had some sons we could read stories about cars or sports or monsters. However I have an amazing set of daughters. And so I read them poems about manners, sports and monsters.
After a long set of try outs my daughters have found affection in Shel Silverstein‘s, “Where The Sidewalk Ends” . We read and act out our favorite tales each night before bedtime. Lots of fun! Here are some of our, er……, I mean THEIR favorites:
In the undergrowth
There dwells a Bloath
Who feeds upon poets and tea
Luckily we know this about him
While he knows almost nothing about me!
“Walk the plank,” says Pirate Jim.
“But Captain Jim, I cannot swim.”
“Then you must steer us through the gale.”
“But Captain Jim, I cannot sail.”
“Then down with the galley slaves you go.”
“But Captain Jim, I cannot row.”
“Then you must be a pirate’s clerk”
“But Captain Jim, I cannot work.”
“Then a pirate captain you must be.”
“Thank you, Jim,” says Captain Me.
You can find these and many more
great night time stories in Shel Silverstein’s
“Where the Sidewalk Ends”.
Or check out his fun interactive web site,