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A new media outlet debuted April 15, 2019, and sophomore Emma Clark is at the center of the project as a reporter and producer.
For the initial broadcast of the International Children’s Arts Network, or ICAN, (created by All Classical Portland), Emma shared “The Stew,” an original poem she had previously read to our first grade students.
Hear Emma read her original poem “The Stew” on the International Children’s Arts Network. See the full text of the poem below.
She was also a guest on OPB Radio’s Think Out Loud this week, explaining the new network and producing radio for kids. Hear Emma’s interview on OPB (“All Classical Portland Launches Kids’ Station”).
by Emma Clark
Once upon a time, in the dead heart of winter.
Lived a group of small animals, cold, hungry and bitter.
There was a rabbit, a fox, and a little woodchuck
A squirrel, a deer and a little brown duck
They all crowded together, sad and cold as can be
For there was no food, as far as their eyes could see
All that was left, from their big winter haul
Was a few carrots, some nuts and a turnip named Paul
All through the valley, it was covered in snow
All of them, one by one, began to cry, “oh no!”
A nice warm stew, would be oh so lovely,
A savory broth, filled with potatoes, so yummy!
But how to make a delicious stew, with no pot?
They had no ideas so they thought and they thought
“Just as the animals thought they could go on no longer”
The fox jumped up, “look there just over yonder!”
A large dark cave, sat perched on the hilltop
which made the animal’s hearts do a flip flop
Perhaps they have a pot, that we could borrow!
That would for sure cure our sorrow!
“Maybe they have food, that we can share!”
“Finally it’s gone, that awful despair!”
“For once there’s hope”, they shouted with glee
The animals cheered and danced carefree
The little squirrel stopped dancing and frowned
“But you know who lives there, “ it’s that nasty old bear”
The other animals stopped dancing and turned with sad eyes
“You know the story, about the lion that dies”
Legend has it, the toughest lion in the valley
Went to fight the bear but that was his finale
From that day forward, the bear became a terror
He was forced to live alone, atop his hill forever
“Well now what do we do?” sighed the little woodchuck
The animals sat and thought, oh boy were they stuck.
Finally, after a while, the little deer exclaimed, “I know!”
“We can walk up to the mountain, through the cold white snow”
“Then we can steal the pot, he’ll never even know!”
“I’m sure he’s asleep, oh that I just know!”
What a perfect plan! The little brown duck said
“Let’s pack our bags and hop in the sled”
All the animals, put on their wool mittens
Their coats, their boots and clasped their buttons
Then they began their hike through the cold winter's night
They climbed up for miles with no end in sight
Finally, after what seemed like hours the cave was near
They looked inside, then froze with fear
A huge bear, with its back turned away
Its big paws, its matted fur, all black and gray
Inside, the cave was plain white and bare
No pictures, no bed, not even a chair!
In the middle of the room sat the large prize
Right in front of the bear’s sleeping eyes
The bear was asleep, just like the deer had said
But how to snatch up the pot, you know, without ending up dead?
The rabbit whispered, don’t worry – you can count on me!
I’m small enough to sneak in, steal the pot and flee!
Definitely not, said the deer, look at your large ears!
They’re so long and so heavy, this task would take you years!
Oh please, said the woodchuck, you’re much too clumsy
My tail is perfect for snatching, it’s flat, thick and stumpy
The fox responded, “But you’re much too small to carry the pot”
“I’ll do it, I’m strong, swift and can do this in a trot!”
“I know” said the rabbit, “we can work together,
To steal this pot, and it won’t take forever!
Then the rabbit, the fox, the little woodchuck
The squirrel, the deer and the little brown duck
Made their way into the cave, they tiptoed around
Got up to the bear, did not make a sound
“Lookie what we have here” whispered the deer
“Some fresh ginger, could surely make a nice root beer!”
Take that onion, and those beans and put them over there
Quickly now, before we wake the sleeping bear
“Just grab it and go for we’ve got no time to spare”
The other animals agreed and began to flee, but the little brown duck could do nothing but stare
He stared at the bear, with the dark brown hair
The one with a scar, oh what a gruesome pink tear
The scar ran up, over the bear’s snout and through his right eye
The little brown duck looked sadly and thought, “poor guy”
The little brown duck now sad as could be, looked to the deer
“this is not right”, he said with a sigh, “the bear is nothing to fear”
“What do you mean?” said the woodchuck, “he’s just a bear”
“A scary, a nasty, a stupid old bear”
With that, the woodchuck grabbed for the pot and tried to flee
But he slipped on his tail and kicked over the pot with his knee
The pot fell hard and made a loud BANG
Throughout the large cave, the noise rang and rang
The bear jumped up and woke with a fright
He towered over the animals, teeth gleaming bright white
He yelled in a deep voice, “what do you think you’re doing with my pot!”
The animals shook with terror for they had been caught
The rabbit was the bravest, “please don’t hurt us”, he said in a small voice
“It’s not our fault”, the other animals joined in, “for we had no other choice”
“Please understand, we needed this pot to make our stew”
“A soup filled with potatoes, yams, and some carrots that we grew!”
“But why take my pot, can’t you see that I have nothing?”
“At least you six have each other, that’s gotta be worth something”
“I have no family, no friends not even a pet”
“Everyone has left me, they think that I’m a threat”
All seven animals sat in silence, no words were spoken
For what could you say to a bear that’s heartbroken?
One by one, the animals crowded arounded
They gave the bear a big hug, trying to turn his frown around
“We’ll be your friend” the animals all said
In fact, let’s cook up a stew and get you fed!
So the rabbit, the fox, and the little woodchuck
the squirrel, the deer and the little brown duck
They gathered their onions, and carrots, and some other little greens
Their potatoes and yams and some leftover beans
They chopped up the vegetables and stirred the steaming soup
Then they shared it with the bear and ate it together as a group.