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Students studied Native Californian Birds with PRBO Conservation Science. Here are some of their poems and drawings.
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Hummingbird Where? Out of the sky, I hear you hum, But where, of where are you, My little hummingbird? Buzz, you zip through the air, There you are! Perched on a leaf, Feasting on the sweet smelling flower pollen, You stop, Zip, You’re on the loose again! Going faster than lightning, My little hummingbird You are only 3 1/4 to 3 1/2 inches long, And still, You fly like an eagle, Zip, through the sky, Like a peregrine falcon, you Come out of the sky. Black-chinned Hummingbird American Robin American Robin Pullling up worms On the lawn. American Robin Dropping insects Into nestling’s mouths. American Robin Calling Weeuweewee, wup wup, My life bird, A wonderful bird.
Black-chinned Hummingbird Purple collar, Gossamer wings, Sipping nectar From wildflowers, Calling, calling, Tchew, tchew, tchew, Only a caring Person could Translate: Help! We need help! Our numbers are declining, Quickly Deep in my heart, I feel the pain, The Black-chinned Hummingbird feels, When we pollute, Please help my bird. By Marie K. Black necked Stilt Beak is as long as a banana Little Acute bird Cool bird, Keen. Naughty, Ever pips, Could migrate, Keeps pip pip pip pipping, Ever lasting Does something. Super long legs, Tinier than a bald eagle, It looks suspicious, Likes the water, Today. By Geoffrey G.
Barn Swallow The Barn Swallow flies, Swiftly across the gigantic blue bay. The Barn Swallow leaps, Across rocks on a sunny day. The Barn Swallow’s Rusty brown stomach puffs out When they are cold. The Barn Swallow’s Call is soft Dedaleedd dedaledd. The Barn Swallow Has a tan-white head That sparkles and shines In the sunlight The Barn Swallow Has a Royal blue back and tail That flutters when they fly. Their soft wings pass me by, When I look up in the light blue sky.
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My Life Bird Turkey Vulture, Turkey Vulture Why is your head so red? When I see your beauty, I feel like I am a turkey vulture Like you By Travis G. American Crow American Crow Can You Teach me How To fly, Teach me To live in the wild Please. By Tim Y. Osprey The weaver who weaves the pattern Of the sky. It lays upon its young while hatch Through glass of burned feathers melted Into the love and gentility of god. The giver and receiver of the sun’s gifts, To receive with honor from the Millions of stars and clouds. Its wings have a beat of which I can’t Read through the skies Between the earth and heaven the Beautiful Osprey lives upon both. Its tears have never fallen and if So they break into pieces of rain. I feel too many feelings to feel About the winged moon. I know of nothing about it either Books, we can never know this creature, Knowing it we can’t, knowing it never Loving it we can, loving it forever This bird is that. This bird is hatred and joy, This bird if joy and hatred. Look into its eyes of yellow blazing Fire that can be shut of men. Though it’s strong, the men can Break its soul to pieces. We want to see its beautiful Sunset wings upon the land don’t Do what is wrong, do right. Keeping its young warm while Snowing of stars and gifts of god. Its name of which abandoned With its only hopes of survival.
Western Screech Owl How you give the evil eye To your enemy, How you eat bigger prey Than yourself, Your call is so cool, It goes a little like this, Hoooooo Hoooooooo, By Jess T.
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Manor Students worked with MCSTOPPP and STRAW to restore a section of Kittle Creek at Marin Art and Garden Center in Ross, CA. Here are some of their reflections on the day.
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