The Boy Who Liked Deer

Chuck Willen likes two things: the deer that a ranger is rehabilitating, and making fun of English teacher Pat McNamara. When he threatens Willen and his friends with summer school, they decide to have some innocent fun: they break into the shed where the ranger keeps supplies, and they go into the empty classroom and bust things up, including McNamara's inscribed copy of a book of poetry by e.e. Cummings. Even though no one sees them, there will be consequences.

I think that the Learning Corporation usually turned out sensible films for schools which excelled by never talking down to their audiences. However, this one seems to think that sensitive children who will be affected by the results of this film are the sort who need this type of lesson.

All in green went my love riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn.

Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling the merry deer ran before.

Fleeter be they than dappled dreams the swift sweet deer the red rare deer.

Four red roebuck at a white water the cruel bugle sang before.

Horn at hip went my love riding riding the echo down into the silver dawn.

Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling the level meadows ran before.

Softer be they than slippered sleep the lean lithe deer the fleet flown deer.

Four fleet does at a gold valley the famished arrow sang before.

Bow at belt went my love riding riding the mountain down into the silver dawn.

Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling the sheer peaks ran before.

Paler be they than daunting death the sleek slim deer the tall tense deer.

Four tall stags at a green mountain the lucky hunter sang before.

All in green went my love riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn.

Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling my heart fell dead before.