Listeners were a bit quiet as I read the words "Red Sled" from the book by Patricia Thomas of the same title. A dad and son gather their winter gear, traipse up a hill, and glide down. Soon their voices joined in the rhyming text with expression and enthusiasm. 

"No! No!

Whoa! Whoa!"

and 

"Flip flop stop"

Written in the style of an ancient poetic form called chiasmus, the sparse text guides readers from the starting point to the climax and back to the "Red Sled" finale. We went right back to the beginning and read it togheter again.