Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Friday, September 11, 2026

Bear

Veronika thought Mariah looked sad.


She climbed up next to Mariah, moving Mariah's notebook and pencil aside. "Is something the matter?" she asked.


"I'm feeling bad about myself," Mariah said. "I'm not sure if I did something wrong. I didn't mean to."
"Tell me about it," Veronika suggested.


"Well," Mariah began, "We were supposed to write a poem for school, so I did."


"It sounds like a good thing to do," Veronika said. 
"I was happy with it," Mariah said. "I thought about your Mato and pretended he was a real bear. I wrote about Mato and me."


"I typed it on the laptop," Mariah continued. "Then I printed it off, so it would look nice. I got a good grade on it, but Blair, that's a girl in my class, said I copied it from someone else. She said I cheated."
"Did you?" Veronika asked.
"No, I don't think so," Mariah said, "but I've been thinking that maybe I read it somewhere and it stayed in my mind, but maybe I forgot that I read it."
"May I read your poem?" Veronika asked.
Mariah nodded. She took a piece of paper from her notebook.


Veronika read:

Bear
By Mariah

Bear peeks in my window.
I know he is my friend.
I know my big friend likes me,
And Bear knows I like him.

I don't play with this friend,
And he stays far from me.
Still we can share a moment
Every now and then.

I was made by people
Who live very far away.
My friend's a part of nature.
In nature he must stay.

Bear peeks in my window.
I give my friend a nod.
He lumbers off contented
To find food in the wood.



"It's very nice," Veronika said when she was done reading. "I like it. I can just imagine Mato as a real bear, looking in the window at you."


"Blair said it doesn't rhyme (RYM)," Mariah said. "That made me feel bad, too. Some of the ends of the lines don't sound the same as some of the others."
"Poems don't have to rhyme," Veronika pointed out. 


"Of course, a nursery rhyme will rhyme," Veronika said, "or else it's a nursery poem, but some poems do and some don't. 'Away' and 'stay' rhyme, but those are the only two words that rhyme exactly in your poem, and that's OK." Veronika looked at the poem again. "Your poem has a rhythm (RIH-thum) to it," she went on. "I like to think of rhythm as the beat, like in music. Your poem has a beat to it, but a poem doesn't have to have rhythm, either."


"But what if I just remembered it from having heard it before?" Mariah asked. "I didn't mean to copy from someone else."


"I think your teacher would have known," Veronika said, "but just to be sure, let's go upstairs and get the laptop. We can look up Bear poems."


The two dolls found the laptop and brought it into the living room. Veronika opened it up. She typed in "Bear poem" in the little slot at the top. Poems about bears came on the screen. There were lots and lots of them. Most of them mentioned honey and bees. Some of them rhymed and some had rhythm. Some had both rhyme and rhythm, and some didn't have either.


"I don't see your poem here," Veronika said after they had read all the poems.


"They are all nice poems," Mariah said. "They made me see pictures in my head."
"But yours isn't here!" Veronika said.
Mariah still looked doubtful, so Veronika picked up Mariah's pencil and pointed to the end she doesn't write with. "What's this?" she asked.


"That's the eraser," Mariah replied. "I use it when I want to change words I don't spell right or when I change my mind about how to say something."
"It's a well-used eraser," Veronika said. "You didn't copy your poem. I've seen you write. You write and erase, and then rewrite. If you had it in your head already, you would have just written it out."
"Then why did Blair say those things to me?" Mariah wanted to know.


"Without knowing what's going on in her life," Veronika said, "I can only guess. It seems, though, is if she might have been trying to hurt you."
Mariah thought about that. "Why would any doll want to hurt another doll?" she asked. "That isn't how dolls behave!"


"Sometimes dolls who try tohurt others are suffering inside." Veronika explained. "If someone is mean to them, they think being mean to someone else will make them feel better."
Mariah thought about that. "But being mean to someone would make me feel bad," she said. "That's why I don't do it...at least not on purpose."
"That's smart," Veronika agreed, "because it doesn't work. You can't feel better about yourself by hurting others."


 Mariah thought for a moment about what Veronika had said. "Blair must feel really bad if someone has been mean to her," she said finally. "Maybe I should pretend she is my friend. If I do it long enough, maybe she will be. Maybe she will feel better about herself, too."


"I think that would be nice," Veronika agreed, "but if it doesn't work and she still wants to hurt you, at least you should know that it isn't your fault, and whatever she says about you can't hurt you if you don't let it. You should feel sorry for her instead."


Mariah thought about that, too. Then she said, "I know what I'll do! I'll write a poem about that!"
"That's a great idea," Veronika agreed.
"Maybe this one will rhyme," Mariah said, "or maybe it won't."


Veronika got Mato and brought him to the windowsill where the girls had been sitting. Mariah read her poem to Mato.


Then she gave Mato a kiss, because he had been a very helpful bear.



Cast--
Veronika: Götz Classic Kidz Vroni
Mariah: Götz Happy Kidz Mariah, "Chosen" from My Doll Best Friend
Mato: "Mato" (Lakota for "bear") by Running Strong for American Indian Youth

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Friday, October 6, 2023

Charlotte's First Birthday

 On Saturday morning, Mariah found Jolena in the kitchen. "What are you doing, Jolena," Mariah asked.


Jolena had an egg, some milk, some flour, some butter and some sugar. She also had an egg beater, a bowl and the muffin pan.


"I'm baking a cupcake for Charlotte," Jolena replied. "Dolls don't eat much, so a whole cake would be too much. I still need to get out the baking powder, vanilla and salt."

"It must be exciting to have a birthday," Mariah said. "What time is the party," she wanted to know.


"We're planning on four o'clock," Jolena said. "And we will get to celebrate our birthdays––yours and mine––when it's time for them, too. Dolls' birthdays are the day they come out of their boxes with their new families."

"How do you know how to bake a cupcake," Mariah asked.

Jolena thought for a minute. "I think I've always known. I think cooking is my superpower, besides flying through the air on skis," she decided. "What's your superpower, Mariah?" she asked.

"I don't know," Mariah said. "How would I know what it is?"


"Well, what do you like to do that you can do well?" Jolena asked.

"I think what I like best to do is write," Mariah said. "I like to write stories, poems, shopping lists, notes to friends and stuff like that." Suddenly Mariah had a thought. "I know what! I'll write Charlotte a birthday poem! I'll start on it right now!"

Mariah climbed down from the kitchen counter. She ran and got a pad of paper and a pencil. Then she looked for a place where it was quiet and no one would bother her. She found a nice, quiet place on the stairs.

Mariah thought a bit.


She wrote a few words, then put the pencil over her ear and thought some more.


She crossed out a word, then decided to use her eraser. She wrote in the word she liked better. When she was satisfied, she made a neater copy, so she could read it at the party.

The dolls decided to wear pretty dresses. Together they put the tablecloth on the table, which was set up in the big bow window that looked out onto the backyard. Charlotte discovered that Pierre, her puppy, was very interested in the cupcake.


She picked him up and put him on her lap when they all sat down about the table.


Jolena lit the candle in the middle of the cupcake. There was one candle, not just because Charlotte had been out of her box for one year, but also because there's not much room on a cupcake. Dolls don't grow bigger when they get older, the way real children do, although they do learn a lot.

When the candle was lit, Mariah stood up and read her poem.


Mariah's poem went like this:

"Happy birthday, dear Charlotte!
Happy birthday to you.
We hope all your wishes today will come true.
We're wishing for you, our dear Charlotte Anne,
That your day today be the best that it can,
Not just today, but the rest of the year,
And not just for you, but for all you hold dear.
Happy birthday, dear Charlotte!
Happy birthday to you.
Now, blow out your candle and make a wish, too!"

The other dolls clapped their hands when Mariah finished.
"That's a wonderful poem, Mariah!" Charlotte exclaimed. "I think it's not just for me, but for all of us, because all of you are dear to me."

"Blow out your candle, Charlotte," Mandy said.
"Don't forget to make a wish," Veronika added.
Charlotte thought for a moment. "I have everything a doll could want," she said. "I think I will wish for my family and friends to be happy and healthy. I wouldn't mind having a brother, but I really love my sisters!"


With that, she blew out the candle. The dolls all cheered and clapped their hands.


"Don't overdo it," Charlotte said. "It's only one candle."

Veronika laughed. "One candle is a challenge for those of us who can't open our mouths if someone is looking," she said. 

The dolls pretended to eat their cupcake, and it was delicious. They all complimented Jolena for her baking skill.

Then it was time for presents.
Charlotte received a wind-up walking sheep from Jolena, who wound it up for her. The dolls watched the sheep walk across the table.

Pierre watched, too.


Charlotte told Jolena how much she liked the sheep, and how much fun it would be to wind it up and watch it walk around.


"Thank you, Jolena," Charlotte said. "This is a great toy. And thank you for the great birthday cupcake. It was delicious." 

Mariah wanted Charlotte to open her present next. "I know you celebrate Hanukkah, and this is about Christmas, but I thought you would like it all the same," Mariah said.


Charlotte opened the package. "It's about Rudolph!" Charlotte exclaimed. "I love this story! It tells about someone who feels bad because others make fun of him for being different, and then he finds out that that his difference is a good thing," she explained. "Then he's the hero!"


"Besides," Charlotte went on, "here we all celebrate each other's holidays together. This is a wonderful gift, Mariah. Thank you!"

"That's true, and now it's my turn," Veronika said, sliding a big red heart-shaped box across the table. "This is for you, Charlotte."


Veronika lifted the lid off the box.

"Chocolates!" Charlotte exclaimed.
"Just be careful of the pins that hold the chocolates in the box," Veronika warned. "You don't want to eat pins, even to pretend eat them."


Charlotte passed the box around before she took one for herself. "Mmmmm!" she said. "Chocolates are wonderful, even with being careful about the pins. Thank you, Veronika!"

Mandy's present was next. She had packed it in a bag with hearts on it. "I hope you like it," she said.


Charlotte pulled out the paper, and a soft lump came out with it. She unfolded the paper to find something knitted. "It looks like a hat," she exclaimed. "You didn't knit this did you?" she asked Mandy.


"I did," Mandy replied, "and it was fun. It's called a 'messy bun' hat, because it has a hole at the top, in case you're wearing your hair in a pony tail."


Charlotte had to try it on.


"It's perfect! I love it!" she cried. "Oh my, what a wonderful birthday present. Thank you Mandy!"

The sun was setting, and it was getting dark outside. The dolls picked up the paper, cleared the table of dirty plates and put them into the pretend dishwasher. Then they posed for a group photo, so Charlotte would always remember her first birthday.


"I may not have a brother," Charlotte sighed, "But I have the best sisters in the world!

Cast--
Veronika: Götz Classic Kids Vroni
Jolena: Götz Happy Kidz Lena in Aspen
Mandy: Götz Happy Kidz Katie 2015
Mariah: Götz Happy Kidz Mariah, "Chosen" from My Doll Best Friend
Charlotte: Götz Happy Kidz Anna in Paris

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Note: No dolls were harmed during production of this blog. All dolls shown are Götz Happy Kidz, Classic Kidz or Little Kidz. If you like these stories and are willing, please make a donation of any amount to St. Jude Children's Research Hospital or any organization that supports pediatric cancer research and treatment. We are not affiliated with St. Jude in any way other than these donations.

"The Doll's Storybook" is not affiliated with Gotz Dolls USA Inc. or Götz Puppenmanufaktur International GmbH.
Watch for the next story each Friday afternoon at 1:00 PM Pacific Time.

Mariah: Stories from The Doll's Storybook, Emil: Stories from The Doll's StorybookClassic Tales Retold: Stories from The Doll's Storybook and Our Favorite Verses: Poems from The Doll's Storybook are available from BookBaby and other booksellers worldwide, such as Amazon and Barnes & Noble
Royalties (net proceeds) go to support pediatric cancer research and treatment. If you don't get free shipping elsewhere, buy from Book Baby. Half of the price goes to charity (specific information available upon request). Autographed copies of all three books are available from the author. (Multiple books to the same address have a discount on shipping.) To inquire, email thedollsstorybook@icloud.com.


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Friday, August 27, 2021

Veronika's Vocabulary Verses

Vivacious, valiant Veronika views two vessels out at sea.

Veronika values vacation voyages when she can get free.

Veronika says, "Lacking vessels, virtual ventures they must be." 

I value Veronika's venerable vision. She's safer home with me. 


Meanwhile, mindful Mandy mulls her memories of the sea.

Mandy maintains a mind mature, meeting facts methodically.

Mandy murmurs, "Most magnificent, our Mother Earth must be!"

Mandy's mastery of meaningful matter mesmerizes me.


Charlotte shares her shiny shells at the shoreline by the sea.

Shyly, Charlotte shows me how they shimmer shiftingly.

"Should I shelve my shells at home?" our Charlotte asks of me.

"Sure, why not?" say I to her, "I have a shoebox free."


Generally, jovial Jolena joins Jim and Jenny when they're free,

Jumping on the jetty, juggling jellyfish joyfully.

"Gee," she says, "just judge now how they can jiggle jauntily!"

 Jubilant Jolena jigs and jogs her jumbled jubilee!


Mariah memorizes masters of maritime poetry.

Our mystifying merry miss makes mermaids want to see.

"Mussels, mantas, mackerel schools, modest manatees,"

"My mates, my magical mentors all," Mariah says, and I agree.


Beach-bound Billy bides a bit before biking to the sea.

Billy begs a borrowed ball from his brother boisterously.

Billy blithely bats the ball, which balances brilliantly.

"I'm a bracing boy beyond all else," bold Billy says to me.


Emil's eager to explore the ever-effervescent sea. 

Emil examines every creature's expressions earnestly.

"Electric eels, echinoderms are expounding now," says he. 

It isn't ears and eyes, he knows, that let him hear and see.


Pippa perceives a purple porpoise playing in the sea.

Pip pronounces the porpoise pretty, though purple they can't be.

"Why's the playing porpoise purple," Pippa then asks me.

"Purple porpoises are pretty peculiar," I pronounce as I agree.


Pippa looked over Mariah's shoulder, while the older doll was checking the spelling of all the words. 


"What's this word?" Pippa asked Mariah when they were done reading The Writer's poem. "I think I can figure out the rest."


"I'll get the dictionary," Mariah suggested with her usual smile that almost wasn't. "You can look it up."


How many of these words do you already know?


Important note to children: This is a made-up poem. It is not safe (for you or for them) to juggle jellyfish. Jolena is only pretending, and so are the jellyfish! While you're looking up words, check out "alliteration."


Cast--
Veronika: Götz Classic Kidz Vroni
Mandy: Götz Happy Kidz Katie 2015
Jolena: Götz Happy Kidz Lena in Aspen
Charlotte: Götz Happy Kidz Anna in Paris
Mariah: Götz Happy Kidz Mariah, "Chosen" from My Doll Best Friend
Billy: Götz Happy Kidz Lily at London
Emil: Götz Happy Kidz Emilia
Pippa: Götz Little Kidz Lotta
Emil's sea turtle friend: The Nature Conservancy

Photo of mermaid by Bruce Christianson on Unsplash.
Photo of jellyfish (cropped) by Dylan Shaw on Unsplash
Books the dolls are reading are The Playful Dolphins by Linda McCarter Bridge, and Animals that Live in the Sea by Joan Ann Straker, both published by National Geographic Society.

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Do you have questions or comments for us? Would you like to order an autographed copy of one of our books? You can email us at thedollsstorybook@icloud.com.

Note: No dolls were harmed during production of this blog. All dolls shown are Götz Happy Kidz, Classic Kidz or Little Kidz. If you like these stories and are willing, please make a donation of any amount to St. Jude Children's Research Hospital or any organization that supports pediatric cancer research and treatment. We are not affiliated with St. Jude in any way other than these donations.

"The Doll's Storybook" is not affiliated with Gotz Dolls USA Inc. or Götz Puppenmanufaktur International GmbH.
Watch for the next story each Friday afternoon at 1:00 PM Pacific Time.

Mariah: Stories from The Doll's Storybook, Emil: Stories from The Doll's StorybookClassic Tales Retold: Stories from The Doll's Storybook and Our Favorite Verses: Poems from The Doll's Storybook are available from BookBaby and other booksellers worldwide, such as Amazon and Barnes & Noble
Royalties (net proceeds) go to support pediatric cancer research and treatment. If you don't get free shipping elsewhere, buy from Book Baby. Half of the price goes to charity (specific information available upon request). Autographed copies of all three books are available from the author. (Multiple books to the same address have a discount on shipping.) To inquire, email thedollsstorybook@icloud.com.


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Bear

Veronika thought Mariah  looked sad. She climbed up next to Mariah, moving Mariah's notebook and pencil aside. "Is something the ma...