Shel Silverstein

Jakari Moses

Summary Of Life

Sheldon Allan Silverstein was born September 25 , 1930 in Chicago , Illinois . He studied music and established himself as a musician and composer . He wrote children's books , The Giving Tree and Where the Sidewalk Ends . He began writing when he was 12 years old . He went to Roosevelt High School . He attended University of Illinois to study art . He served in Korea and Japan , becoming a cartoonist for Stars & Stripes magazine . After his turn in the Army was up , he soon began drawing cartoons for magazines such as Look and Sports Illustrated .

His parents are Helen and Nathan Silverstein . He wrote 20 books and 21 were in print . In 1953 , he was drafted into the Army . He worked as a cartoonist and a travel reporter for Playboy . He was best known as the author of great books . He died in Key West , FL on May 10 , 1999 due to his massive heart attack . He was 68 years old when he died .

Example Of a Poem

The Giving Tree - Personification .

Once there was a tree....

and she loved a little boy.

And everyday the boy would come
and he would gather her leaves
and make them into crowns
and play king of the forest.
He would climb up her trunk
and swing from her branches
and eat apples.
And they would play hide-and-go-seek.
And when he was tired,
he would sleep in her shade.
And the boy loved the tree....
very much.
And the tree was happy.
But time went by.
And the boy grew older.
And the tree was often alone.
Then one day the boy came to the tree
and the tree said, "Come, Boy, come and
climb up my trunk and swing from my
branches and eat apples and play in my
shade and be happy."
"I am too big to climb and play" said
the boy.
"I want to buy things and have fun.
I want some money?"
"I'm sorry," said the tree, "but I
have no money.
I have only leaves and apples.
Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in
the city. Then you will have money and
you will be happy."
And so the boy climbed up the
tree and gathered her apples
and carried them away.
And the tree was happy.
But the boy stayed away for a long time....
and the tree was sad.
And then one day the boy came back
and the tree shook with joy
and she said, "Come, Boy, climb up my trunk
and swing from my branches and be happy."
"I am too busy to climb trees," said the boy.
"I want a house to keep me warm," he said.
"I want a wife and I want children,
and so I need a house.
Can you give me a house ?"
" I have no house," said the tree.
"The forest is my house,
but you may cut off
my branches and build a
house. Then you will be happy."

And so the boy cut off her branches
and carried them away
to build his house.
And the tree was happy.
But the boy stayed away for a long time.
And when he came back,
the tree was so happy
she could hardly speak.
"Come, Boy," she whispered,
"come and play."
"I am too old and sad to play,"
said the boy.
"I want a boat that will
take me far away from here.
Can you give me a boat?"
"Cut down my trunk
and make a boat," said the tree.
"Then you can sail away...
and be happy."
And so the boy cut down her trunk
and made a boat and sailed away.
And the tree was happy
... but not really.

And after a long time
the boy came back again.
"I am sorry, Boy,"
said the tree," but I have nothing
left to give you -
My apples are gone."
"My teeth are too weak
for apples," said the boy.
"My branches are gone,"
said the tree. " You
cannot swing on them - "
"I am too old to swing
on branches," said the boy.
"My trunk is gone, " said the tree.
"You cannot climb - "
"I am too tired to climb" said the boy.
"I am sorry," sighed the tree.
"I wish that I could give you something....
but I have nothing left.
I am just an old stump.
I am sorry...."
"I don't need very much now," said the boy.
"just a quiet place to sit and rest.
I am very tired."
"Well," said the tree, straightening
herself up as much as she could,
"well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting
Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest."
And the boy did.
And the tree was happy.

It is a Narrative poem . There are no similes or metaphors in this poem . The personification is when the tree was talking to the girl . I think the author meant that when you have a friend , you have a special bond with them . I chose this poem because I've read this poem before . The thing that I like most about this poem is the girl and the tree's relationship .

Elements Of Poetry

Imagery .

Repetition - "I am just an old stump." "I am sorry...."

Personification - "My trunk is gone."

Appeals to touch and sight - "Everyday the boy would come and gather her leaves."

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