“Eastern Woodlands Day”
by Tommy, grade 5
The canoe was gliding through the water.
Ploosh, ploosh went the paddles.
Waiting for a fish to spear.
Women putting up wigwams and stripping bark.
Kkkkt went the bark as it was peeled from the tree.
Big, bold, birch bark panels.
Wooossshhh went the arrow as it went into the hanging target.
Tears of joy came out when the boy killed his first deer.
This was a great Eastern Woodlands day.
