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Kristie Sheridan Eportfolio

  1. 1. Writing For Children: E-Portfolio Written and Designed by: Kristie Sheridan
  2. 2. Writing For Children E-Portfolio ©2011. All poems and storiescontained within are original works of Kristie Sheridan. All rights arereserved. No part may be copied without express permission of theauthor.All images used for educational purpose of this class and rightsremain reserved to the companies who have produced them.Sun Picture courtesy of Free ClipArt Pictures .net.Waterfall and Phone Pictures courtesy of ClipArt Of.com.765 Fox Avenue, Glendale Heights, IL 60139Made in the USA. Published by Penn State University
  3. 3. In dedication to all my friends and family who help me find happy moments every day to Celebrate. Through the good and the bad, we will always find an answer together.
  4. 4. Table of Contents Part One: Written Works Children’s Poems Oh, Sunlit Day Credo The Waterfall Poetry Short Stories The Laughter in Your Voice Part Two: Feedback Peer Critiques Given to Me Peer Critiques given to PeersPhilosophy of Children’s Literature (Revised)
  5. 5. Part Three: Appendix Author’s Note Biography Blurbs
  6. 6. Part One: Children’s Poems and StoriesOh, Sunlit DayOh sunlit daythat wakes my mindgo away and give me timeto cuddle in my cozy sheetsand burrow in my comforterback to deep and peaceful sleepfull of dreams of toys and playOh sunlit dayso bright, so curtjust go away until dessert! Credo I, have a chance. I, have a choice. I, have the ability... To dream.
  7. 7. Metaphor Poems:The WaterfallWatch the flowing water,Rushing round the rigid rocksJumping up and splashing downFaster to the end of spaceNever stopping, only fallingPooling at the base.Watch the flowing water,A silent pass and swayWrinkling plots of sandTill it drifts away Poetry A short song. Playful. Upbeat. Sweet smooth sounds. A step and a hop. Hear its tune, Feel its words, creating a picture inside you.
  8. 8. Short Stories:The Laughter in Your VoiceAs I hear the ringtone I wait. Part of me wonders if youllhave the time to talk. I hear the Brrrrrrrr.....Brrrrrrrrr....Brrrrrrrrr....... I ponder, "Will you pick up?" "Will I get yourvoicemail?" "I hope Im not bothering you." I wait, listen-ing to the hum of the ring, hoping, but not daring to hope atthe same time that you’re available. And then, suddenly,click! "Hello there."I can hear the smile behind the phone as you ask how myday has been. Playful, with a hint of tease to your words, Icant help but smile hearing your tone. You know how myday has been going. Its only been a few hours since we lasttalked. He starts the conversation with a question, "Wherewill you be when I come pick you up this weekend?" Hetells me about his new job, and I try to remember every-thing that hes saying even though I have been working oncreating a website for my 11th Grade design class for fourand half hours. My head hurts, my body aches in my wristsand my neck, but my heart feels light as a feather. He talksto me so easily, "Ok, you need to stop right now. Youregorgeous and you already know how to bake, and youretelling me youre teaching yourself how to make chocolatefrom scratch? Ill have no prayer. I will end up taking you."A thought my mother would be scared to death of, but onethat makes me curl my toes in anticipation. Again, heteases, and it makes me feel like I could fly. My smilebroadens to the edges of my face. My heart starts beatingfaster. I can feel my body aching in a sensational way to betouched. The more we talk, the more I want to talk, tellinghim everything I care about and everything that makes me
  9. 9. Me. He kids around about how wonderful Iam and how tempting it is to show me howexhilarated I have made him. But instead,he tells me that the more he talks to me themore he repeats to himself, "Shes in lovewith my best friend. Shes in love with mybest friend," attempting to calm the tempta-tion. His best friend of childhood, Joe, hap-pens to be the person I have been bestfriends with for the past 7 years, not tomention on-again/off-again boyfriend andgirlfriend since high school started. Joedoesn’t like that we talk.The call gets dropped. I call him back. "Doyou know how tempting it is to just bendyou over and grab your hair and give yousomething to smile about?" he says. Histone starts to send a shiver down my spine.I start to imagine him touching me and howgood it would feel to be craved again. Iwant it so badly I could grab him throughthe phone. And then, the thought goesthrough my head as I tease back, "I can justimagine how Joe would squirm if he knewhow easily we could embrace each other."And it dawns on me why that embrace willnever happen.
  10. 10. Part Two: Feedback and ReflectionPeer-to-Me Comments:Post 3.7– Cheyenna Eversoll Duggan:“This poem describes poems as short songs that paint pic-tures and provide happiness. I think it is beautiful in its flowand strong in how concise it is. I think it could be reworkedto get rid of some cliches like "silver lining" and I also thinkyou could replace "creating" with a more specific verb for apicture. I am confused by the description of a poem as "short,upbeat and playful" as not all are, but I think this could befixed by choosing a more specific title. Overall, it is verysweet! “Although a silver lining never seems cliché to me since thereare so many situations that can been seen as both positiveand negative, I can understand that when you write some-thing you want it to feel brand new yet still connect to thereader. Because of this, I changed silver lining to somethingcontrasting the even flow of the smooth and sweet so that itshowed another aspect of how poems can be. The reason Ichose to portray a poem as a positive song is because, eventhe most deep of poems that may seem dark or even negative,can bring out positive affirmation. To me, any kind of poemis a play on sounds telling a story, like music, toying withyour emotions to help bring you to a new understanding.And, anything that helps us learn more about ourselves orlife is a positive process. This aspect came out a lot in mywriting this semester.
  11. 11. Post 11.2– Linda Neville“Kristie,I like the alliteration in the second line of your poem. "Rushing round the rigid rocks."If you replace "it" with they it is better agreement if "it" re-fers to the plots of sand.Your poem brings a pleasant image with the use of personi-fication. The water is rushing, jumping up and wrinkling allsuggests human qualities.Really like this poem.Linda”This was a poem that I had rewritten several times. Linda’scomments may not have been something I specifically usedfor the final product, but they were comments that helpedme to trust my use of descriptors to bring about images formy audience. It can be hard to tell if something brings out apicture for someone else the way it does for me, and shewas able to give details of how I met my goal. This wasvery helpful.
  12. 12. Part Two: Feedback and ReflectionMe-to-Peer Comments:Post 1.6 to Cheyenna Eversoll Duggan:Cheyenna wrote- Honestly, as cliché as it is, the biggestobstacle that affects my stories is time. My 15 month olddaughter keeps me darting back and forth, finding sippy cups,finding binkies, finding new ways to induce napping and Irarely am able to shower solo let alone write and write longenough for the ideas to find their way into my mind alreadybursting like a piece of luggage that no matter how long yousit on it, your undies and sleeves of shirts still spill out thesides. A lot of times after I have finished my school work it is abattle between write, sleep, write, sleep. Usually, sleep wins bya landslide. Sometimes I get a few silent moments while mylittle girl is jamming away to “The Wiggles.” Love it—the fewmoments and the jamming away. I should really be more pro-active with these moments instead of laying on the floor withmy feet up on the wall and my pupils dialated as I zone out.I guess I have stories I would like to tell, but won’t allowmyself. I would like to tell a story about a little girl who spendsmost of her time in the closet, behind her clothes, sitting on abucket of stuffed animals and daydreaming. That’s about as faras I have gotten with it. I have the image, but where she isgoing with this act and how it affects her everyday life, notsure yet. I will have to ask her more about her life later, whenwriting finally wins over sleep.I responded: “Write down little ideas about the girl. Why doesshe hide? What gets in her way when she wants to day dream?Think about small questions at a time. It might take longer tomake a story, but small parts add up to big ideas.”
  13. 13. To me, time cane be a horrible thing to fight when wanting towrite. Most of my best work seems to come to me when I can’tsleep at five in the morning. I will have a complete children’sbooks pop out of my head, rhyme and all and my response frompeople is phenomenal. I think the worst thing we can do when wehave an idea for a story we’ve gotten some inspiration for is togive up just because it’s hard to get started. I wanted to assureCheyenna that every lit bit counts. She later was able to write outa good start to her story so I feel like my words helped. Post 3.7 to Christine Herbert: Christine wrote: “A poem is.... A short rope. Entwined with meaning, Filled with fibers, A beginning and an end, Attached to being.” I responded: “I like it. It might flow a little better if the period after rope is a comma. It seemed to create a deep stop. I dont know if you did that to create a feeling of how short it could be, but if it is attached to being you may want it to have a little bit more of a lasting feeling to it.” Sometimes the slightest change to a poem can make it flow better. I try hard to pay attention to my punctuation so it adds meaning to a poem. Paying attention to this factor in the work of others helped me pay more attention to it in my own work. Overall, reading the work of my classmates made me inspired and sometimes left me in awe. They have some real talent.
  14. 14. Philosophy of Children’s Literature-When I started out the semester, I had a love for readingand writing and language in general. I had very specificreasons for loving Children’s Literature. However, through-out the semester I have found myself broadening my under-standing of Children’s Literature and its uses. Previously, Ihad mentioned that writing something down on a piece ofpaper gave me the chance to write and rewrite until I got tosay exactly what I wanted to say in the way I wanted to sayit. This is a blessing sometimes because there are a lot ofsituations in life that you don’t get to handle in the way youfirst wish to. But that is the special thing about books forkids. We will all make mistakes in life, some of which wewill live to regret, but books give us a chance to experiencethings as children in a way where we can get to know our-selves without making the kind of mistakes you can’t takeback.My philosophy of Children’s Literature still includes thefact that books are a very special way of connecting to peo-ple, but initially, I only thought of those stories that werecompletely positive in nature. By positive, I mean storiesthat included happy endings, or happy events in general.However, my perspective has changed. A child can connectto any story that breathes truth into their lives. It doesn’thave to be about something happy-go-lucky to be fit forchildren. It just needs to speak of something a child canwonder about or have trouble getting through in order to bemeaningful. Children’s Literature is literally a window tothe soul and I feel blessed to be part of it in any way I can.
  15. 15. Part Three: More About the AuthorAuthor’s NoteMost of the time, my writing is inspired by children. Forthis collection, I found myself considering some of themore challenging parts of childhood. My poems centeraround problems like getting out of bed, understandingthe ability to grow, and how fleeting childhood can be.My short story is a reflection on what it is like to have afirst love at a young age. There are many hiccups in lifeas we grow up, and so I find that, although my favoriteparts of childhood are the giggles and smiles, there are alot of hard parts too that deserve to be described in away a child might be able to connect to.BiographyKristie Sheridan was born in Glendale Heights, Illinoisin 1981. She lived there for most of her life where shewas the middle child of three. Although she was blessedwith many talents, she found that she loved playing withlanguage at a young age. As she grew, she found a lovefor teaching children as well. As an adult, she combinedher two biggest passions to create literature for children.After teaching at risk children in Chicago for the firstfour years of her career, she grew to have a soft spot forchildren that felt misunderstood and needed a reason todream. It is because of this that she continues to writestories and poems that connect to the feelings childrenoften feel like they need to hide. With her work, shestrives to show all children that they deserve to have avoice.
  16. 16. Reviews“I really like Oh, Sunlit Day. I think it describes all of us. Socute!” ~Janet Sheridan IBCLC Nurse and Mom “A talent to be shared with the world.” ~ Joseph DePaola IT Technician and Dad“Nice story. Flows very nicely. It’s brave to share real lifesituations with people.” ~Danielle DePaola Nurse Technician and Mom “The start of a great collection.” ~Mike Schneagas Salesman and Kid at Heart“Always so creative! You’ll go far!” ~Sherry Bowers Teacher and Mom

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