This weekend, I was working with my daughter on some passages from Shakespeare. (I wrote about this project many months ago. The project got side-tracked but we decided to start over with the school year.) The passage she was memorizing is that great one where Puck ends with "Lord, what fools these mortals be!".
I told her it was one of my favorites and that I'd used it for a little project of mine. Back in April, in time for Shakespeare's birthday/death day anniversary, I prepared a quote from each play. The idea was to hang them on trees in a park as an homage to 'As You Like It'. It didn't happen then, because I couldn't find the right place, but I still have hopes for it.
Each quote has its own page. I showed them too her and she leafed through each one, trying to read them cold. If her reading didn't make sense, I'd read it again. As she went through, she'd give little commentaries on how she liked this one and that one.
I couldn't help thinking, "These are hand picked quotes from Shakespeare of all people. Of course you're going to like them!"
I told her it was one of my favorites and that I'd used it for a little project of mine. Back in April, in time for Shakespeare's birthday/death day anniversary, I prepared a quote from each play. The idea was to hang them on trees in a park as an homage to 'As You Like It'. It didn't happen then, because I couldn't find the right place, but I still have hopes for it.
Each quote has its own page. I showed them too her and she leafed through each one, trying to read them cold. If her reading didn't make sense, I'd read it again. As she went through, she'd give little commentaries on how she liked this one and that one.
I couldn't help thinking, "These are hand picked quotes from Shakespeare of all people. Of course you're going to like them!"
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