tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31122236.post7475763567126681786..comments2024-03-25T12:58:42.058-05:00Comments on Poetry for Children: "Carelessly Hairless" by Alan Katz Sylvia Vardellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00570078181499700656noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31122236.post-74975476735843777222021-04-07T02:38:18.267-05:002021-04-07T02:38:18.267-05:00I love the rhyme and the laughter that this poem b...I love the rhyme and the laughter that this poem brings. The video is perfectly paired with the poem highlighting the fun and laughter of the poem. So many great expressions and the boy with the suit on holding his hands over his face is priceless. This reminds of when our twenty-two-year-old daughter visited us last May and asked me to cut hair her hair. I asked her if she was kidding? She responded, you only have to cut straight across. Luckily she wanted a lot cut off and she patiently sat for about an hour, while I tried to cut straight across her thick, long hair with dull scissors. It actually came out pretty good.Gail Aldoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07444221924693333224noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31122236.post-34266203214047233842021-04-05T15:50:03.099-05:002021-04-05T15:50:03.099-05:00Very fun!Very fun!Mary Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31122236.post-20798127535028907642021-04-05T10:17:13.666-05:002021-04-05T10:17:13.666-05:00How funny, Linda—I think you have a few poems that...How funny, Linda—I think you have a few poems that you can write on this topic! I think this poem by Alan might just inspire a lot of people to try giving haircuts to their family members; hopefully they'll be happy with their hair-dos and not crying over hair don'ts!!!Janet Wonghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06335945237210886655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31122236.post-18040470118270977042021-04-05T10:10:50.309-05:002021-04-05T10:10:50.309-05:00This poem brought back so many memories. Many year...This poem brought back so many memories. Many years ago, I went to beauty school to learn to be a hairdresser. Family members would ask me to cut or dye their hair, but they never asked twice. It was always a disaster. One time, I accidentally turned my husband's hair orange! From then on, he went to the barber shop. : )<br />Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01786457482835741494noreply@blogger.com