I love teaching a Humanities block (one period reading, one language arts, and one social studies). It’s always fun to blend the subjects, and the social studies curriculum really gives me a lot of interesting topics to add to our Writer’s Workshop. Of course, it never gets better than a day when you get to cover King George III and The Road Not Taken with a recording of Frost reading his poem.
I love it. And just to spread the love, here’s “the road” (as we have begun calling it in class)
Robert Frost (1874â€“1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.
The Road Not Taken
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and Iâ€”
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.