Shel Silverstein

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Shel Silverstein

PoetryA Light in the Attic Where the Sidewalk EndsFalling Up Every Thing On ItRunny Babbit: A Billy Sook

MusicFreakin' at the Freaker's BallA Boy Named Sue (Johnny Cash)The Unicorn Song (The Irish Rovers)

Sheldon Allan (Shel) Silverstein was a creative and humorous illustrator, songwriter, author, and poet. He was born on September 25, 1930 in Chicago, IL. Shel wasn't great at sports or good with the girls, so he turned to writing and drawing during his childhood. He attended several different colleges, but never finished because in 1953 he was drafted into the US Army. While in the army he drew cartoons for newspapers and magazines. He was married and later divorced, and had one daughter named Shanna. Shel wrote many famous songs for musicians like Johnny Cash and Loretta Lynn. Shel is well known for his children's books, but he also wrote books for adults. He later illustrated all of his children's poetry books. His poems are easy to spot because of their quirky content, rhyming lines, and invented words. Shel won many awards for his work, including a Grammy for his recordings of 10 poems from Where the Sidewalk Ends. He lived a very private life and only did one interview in his life. This amazing man sadly passed away on May 10, 1999 of a heart attack. Shel Silverstein's legacy lives on in the hearts of many children and adults through his famous anthologies of silly poetry such as Falling Up, books like The Giving Tree and songs such as "A Boy Named Sue".

Shel Silverstein

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Children's BooksLafcadio, The Lion Who Shot BackThe Missing Piece The Missing Piece Meets the Big 0The Giving Tree A Griraffe and a Half

The Boa Constrictor SongBy Shel SilversteinI'm being swallered by a Boa Constrictora Boa Constrictor, a Boa ConstrictorI'm being swallered by a Boa Constrictorand I don't - like snakes - one bit!Oh no, he swallered my toe.Oh gee, he swallered my knee.Oh fiddle, he swallered my middle.Oh what a pest, he swallered my chest.Oh heck, he swallered my neck.Oh, dread, he swallered my - (BURP)

Ickle Me Pickle Me Tickle Me TooFrom Where the Sidewalk Ends



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