We were reading a
Junie B. Jones book in which that darling little first-grader with the most horrible grammar (does the author understand at all that there should be an
-ly at the end of adverbs?!) wrote a cinquian. The three little Costons were napping, so I thought it was a perfect opportunity to help Abi explore her poetic side. Here is her Christmas cinquain:
Christmas
Twinkly, Decorated
Baking, Giving, Singing
Sweet time with family
Holiday.
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