Here are my visual aids:
Sadly, this is all I really have so far.
And at the end of the speech will be a poem with goats in it, too. I just have to write it first.
No. 3 (who is, at the moment, reading No. 6 a book and giving all the characters ebonic accents) says it may be time to get started . . .
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Cheese, Cheese, Cheese...the stuff award winning poems are made of! Happy Thanksgiving!!!
Is that second one Don Quixote?
No, try again.
I would, but that was my best guess. A poor rendition of Martin Luther would be my only other guess.
It's Honore de Balzac, as hopeless a caffeine addict as ever there was. He makes your Starbucks addiction look like nothing.
Hmm, I wonder if the caffeine is responsible for his great fame. Is his a name I should recognize?
No, not really. At least, I hope not. Cuz I'd never really heard of him either . . . I guess Hugo wrote enough to fill up all the sections for French writers in all the anthologies.
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