W.T. Melon
Official blog of Douglas Evans, children's book author
About Me
- Name: WT Melon
- Location: Classroom at the End of the Hall, California, United States
Author of numerous books for children, including The Elevator Family, MVP: Magellan Voyage Project, and the Classroom Creature Trilogy: Classroom at the End of the Hall, Math Rashes, and Mouth Moths.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Elevator Family One-Act Play
The one-act version of The Elevator Family is now complete.
E-mail me for licensing.
http://www.wtmelon.com/ElevFamMusical.html
E-mail me for licensing.
http://www.wtmelon.com/ElevFamMusical.html
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Skype Author Chats
MVP: Magellan Voyage Project Study Guide
Teachers and Reading Group Leaders.
A 200 page study/activity guide to MVP: Magellan Voyage Project is available upon request. It includes lots of comprehension/vocabulary questions as well as world geography activities.
e-mail me for details: mvp@wtmelon.com
Saturday, March 12, 2011
What's News?
I've updated the What's News? page at WT Melon.com: http://www.wtmelon.com/a13.News.html
Monday, March 07, 2011
The School Day Begins
It’s Monday morning at 7:01.
You’re still half asleep; your homework’s half done.
Your shower is cold; your oatmeal’s dry.
Your mother forgets to kiss you good-bye.
You’re walking to school; it’s thirty degrees.
Your fingers won’t work; your toes and ears freeze.
Your zipper is stuck; your left sneaker squeaks.
Your backpack strap snaps; your soup thermos leaks.
You slip on school steps; you trip in the hall.
The toilet floods in the bathroom stall.
The gym door is locked; library’s the same.
The principal greets you by the wrong name.
Your classroom is hot; the coat rack is packed.
Your bean sprout is dead; your clay pot is cracked.
Your pencils are dull; the sharpener jams.
Your fingers get crunched when your desktop slams.
Your math partner’s gone; your neighbor is rude.
Your teacher’s again in a crabby mood.
The morning bell rings; it is 8:01.
Your shower is cold; your oatmeal’s dry.
Your mother forgets to kiss you good-bye.
You’re walking to school; it’s thirty degrees.
Your fingers won’t work; your toes and ears freeze.
Your zipper is stuck; your left sneaker squeaks.
Your backpack strap snaps; your soup thermos leaks.
You slip on school steps; you trip in the hall.
The toilet floods in the bathroom stall.
The gym door is locked; library’s the same.
The principal greets you by the wrong name.
Your classroom is hot; the coat rack is packed.
Your bean sprout is dead; your clay pot is cracked.
Your pencils are dull; the sharpener jams.
Your fingers get crunched when your desktop slams.
Your math partner’s gone; your neighbor is rude.
Your teacher’s again in a crabby mood.
The morning bell rings; it is 8:01.
Come cozy up to the whiteboard,
Another school day’s begun.
Read more school poems at:http://www.wtmelon.com/a12Poems.html
Another school day’s begun.
Read more school poems at:http://www.wtmelon.com/a12Poems.html