“Kindergarteners,” I say leaning close to them and lowering my voice. “The story I’m going to read to you is about pirates.”
A collective gasp swirls through the crowd.
“They are bunny rabbit pirates,” I add, “and they are fierce.”
Their eyes bulge. Their mouths open. Fierce bunny rabbits! Who could imagine?
“All but one,” I say, holding up a finger. “His name is Henry, and all he wants to do is read.”
“Huh?”
“Read?”
“Why?”
I shrug my shoulders as if to say I have no idea why Henry would rather read a book instead of do whatever it is pirates do.
“But I have to warn you,” I say. “There is a word in this story that is so funny you are going to for sure laugh when you hear it.”
Eyes light up and grins appear.
“The thing is, the word means something different in pirate speak, and it’s important you know what the word means so you can understand the story.”
Grins are now toothy — and a few toothless — smiles. Who cares what the word means, Mrs. Feyen? We just want to laugh!
“Are you ready?”
“Yes!”
“It’s really funny,” I say, drawing the suspension out as long as I can. “Even I am going to laugh.”
Giggles already erupt like popcorn kernels, like sparks of lava before the entire volcano erupts.
“The word is ‘booty’!” I exclaim, and these squirmy 5- and 6-year-olds are literally rolling on the floor laughing. We revel in one of the most gloriously hilarious words around, and then I say, “But listen! Remember that I said it means something else to pirates?”
They’re still giggling, but they are listening too, so I continue. “To pirates, ‘booty’ means treasure.”
“What?”
“Treasure? Like, gold?”
“Exactly,” I say. “And jewels and all kinds of fancy things.”
They’re grinning, but I can tell they’re imaging sparkly, shiny things.
“So when you hear that word, you’re going to laugh, but remember what pirates mean when they use it.”
“Treasure!” they all shout, though it’s more of a reverent noise than it is a rowdy one. They’re ready to see something new in a word that for all of their little lives has only stood for one thing.
Of course, Henry, the reading pirate bunny, believes the greatest treasure of all is the sparkly, shiny sort found in books. No one on the ship agrees with him, and worst, they make fun of and bully him. Henry is lonely. It’s one thing to find and to hold treasure, but its true power comes when we use and share what we’ve found.
I understand why he’d be lonely. It’s terrible not being able to share your gifts. It’s simply no fun to keep the booty to yourself.
One day there’s a storm, and Henry and the rest of the bunny pirates are shipwrecked — no shelter, no food, no booty. That is, until Henry uses all he’s learned from books to build a home, cook food, and even sew clothes for his crew. Eventually, Henry builds a new ship, and the pirates set sail. This time they head to the library because pirates be learnin’ that the true booty is the sort we devour in them books. Arrrgh!
(Want to read the story yourself? Find Henry and the Buccaneer Bunnies, here. I highly recommend you read it with your favorite First Grader. You will make their day.)
Try It
This week, write a poem about the treasure you’ve found in a book. Bonus points for writing it in pirate speak or using a word, like “booty,” in a new way.
Featured Poem
Thanks to everyone who participated in last week’s poetry prompt. Here’s one from Linda Thorla we enjoyed.
I walk to explore
I explore by listening and looking
to the world around me
Nature all around me
the sun and the sky
so grand
Nature all around me
a new spring bud
a puddle- see the drops
so minute
I walk home to put it on paper
on paper with my favorite pen
white paper-thin lines
many, many sheets of white paper
Once ready I sit at the computer
on the computer final edits made
then printed on white paper
into my poetry notebook it goes
Photo by Kristin “Shoe” Shoemaker, Creative Commons via Flickr. Post by Callie Feyen, author of Twirl: my life with stories, writing & clothes and The Teacher Diaries: Romeo and Juliet.
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lynn__ says
the treasure
more than mere letters forming words
more than simply words on a page
voluminous, luminous top-selling tome of
truth verified on authority of one true author
united collection of diversified volumes
referenced by books, chapters and verses
a long-ago breathed, still breathing book
a living letter made alive by the lord of life
logos, the Word made flesh, God himself
fleshed out in gracious words of his son
sword of spirit that pierces mind and soul
cuts through deceit, defends against evil one
map to precious treasure of kingdom is not
to be pirated or buried but diligently studied
spill the treasure out to be spent by beggars
memorize the map to find the only way home