Climb Into My Lap
Selected by Lee Bennett Hopkins
Hopkins, Lee Bennett. 1998. CLIMB INTO MY LAP. Illustrated By Kathryn Brown. New York: Simon & Schuster. ISBN 0689807155
Sharing poems with young children is the bases of Climb into My Lap. LeeBennett Hopkins assembled a group of poems meant to be read aloud and enjoyed. Some of the pomes are traditional (Eentsy, Weentsy Spider, This Little Piggy) while others offer a bit of an unusual spin (Whi Ever Sausage a Thing?). The book is divided into eight sections that relate to a young child’s life, starting with ME! and ending with Good Night. Each section offers a variety of free verse poems and rhyming poems, long poems (four pages long) and short poems (four verses Long). Some of the poems offer a glimpse into the past (When I was a baby I did that), comfort of knowing others do the same thing (I have a secret place to go), and permission to be silly (I lost my poor meatball, when somebody sneezed).
Kathryn Brown’s illustrations give the reader and viewer a sense of actually being there in the poem by adding details to the characters on the pages. In the poem My Name, the little boy sports a smile missing a tooth and one cowboy boot on and the other one lying under the chair.
Selected by Lee Bennett Hopkins
Hopkins, Lee Bennett. 1998. CLIMB INTO MY LAP. Illustrated By Kathryn Brown. New York: Simon & Schuster. ISBN 0689807155
Sharing poems with young children is the bases of Climb into My Lap. LeeBennett Hopkins assembled a group of poems meant to be read aloud and enjoyed. Some of the pomes are traditional (Eentsy, Weentsy Spider, This Little Piggy) while others offer a bit of an unusual spin (Whi Ever Sausage a Thing?). The book is divided into eight sections that relate to a young child’s life, starting with ME! and ending with Good Night. Each section offers a variety of free verse poems and rhyming poems, long poems (four pages long) and short poems (four verses Long). Some of the poems offer a glimpse into the past (When I was a baby I did that), comfort of knowing others do the same thing (I have a secret place to go), and permission to be silly (I lost my poor meatball, when somebody sneezed).
Kathryn Brown’s illustrations give the reader and viewer a sense of actually being there in the poem by adding details to the characters on the pages. In the poem My Name, the little boy sports a smile missing a tooth and one cowboy boot on and the other one lying under the chair.
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