The whole "Tiger, tiger burning bright" is the only part of the poem The Tiger that I remember at all, but I think we had to memorize it back in high school. So much for that. How sad. I've also seen it written with a "y" instead of an "i" but I don't why. Oh! I am a poet! Not really.
Okay. So my friend, Mrs. Sawyer, her grandson is in Thailand. And here he is with a tiger! Is that not the coolest thing you have ever seen? Apparently before tigers get to be two years old, you can hang with them like that! Of course, I think maybe all of the tigers that Ted took a picture with are girl tigers and who could resist a guy like Ted! Is he adorable or what? You can read about all of his journeys here.
Of course, I am rambling. I don't know what to say about DiCamillo's The Tiger Rising except that it is one of those books that everyone should read. Kids, teens and adults. I feel that way about The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane, too. Great, great stuff here. It makes you understand that a writer like DiCamillo just KNOWS more about life than a lot of us, well at least more than me anyway, that is for sure. A wonderful, beautiful book.
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