So after my daughter told me that she wants to be able to read Midsummer in the original, my brain started working on which parts I could extract and use to teach her, since I don’t want her to approach it and feel that it is 100% over her head. “I know!” I thought, “It’s a great opportunity to teach poetry, and meter.”
I immediately think back to A Midsummer Night’s Lorax, a post I did comparing something that kids aren’t supposed to understand with something kids inherently understand.
“DUM, da DUM da DUM da DUM da,” plays itself out in my head, “IF we SHAdows HAVE ofFENded, DUM da DUM da DUM da DUM da, THINK but THIS and ALL is MENded…”
“Wait a second,” I think. “That’s not iambic pentameter. That’s only 8 beats, and the beats on the first part.”
ONE two THREE four FIVE six SEV’N eight
What the heck is that? I’m sure there’s an official name for it.
By the same token, I go back to “I know a bank where the wild thyme blows” and wonder what meter that’s written in…. is it me or does that line have nine syllables? WTF?
Where OXlips AND the NODding VIolet GROWS
Ok, the next line is iambic pentameter.
What happened?

So today I learned that my 8yr old daughter, entirely on her own, broke out my Usborne “Stories from Shakespeare” because she wanted to read the Tempest. She’d now finished it, and wanted to discuss.