Anatomy of a Pumpkin

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Anatomy of a pumpkin: an activity for children of all ages. What makes up a pumpkin? How does a pumpkin grow and survive? For this activity, consider visiting a pumpkin patch in your area if you are able. Take pictures of the different varieties to include in your garden notebook/journal. This activity will help your children learn to notice the different parts and structures of the pumpkin. Learning about the anatomy and function of each part of a living organism is important in learning how it obtains food, reproduces, and survives. This activity pairs well with the ‘Explore a Pumpkin’ activity.

  • Supplies:
  • Read the story The Pumpkin Patch Parable by Liz Curtis Higgs – highly recommended for children ages 3-7 (R), or another recommended book.
  • As you read, have your child narrate parts of the story back to you.
  • Throughout the week, memorize Proverbs 15:13, “Happiness makes a person smile.”
  • Draw a pumpkin and label each part.
  • Have your child tell you about their favorite part of the field trip to the pumpkin patch, and/or tell you about the functions or role of as many parts of the pumpkin as they are able. Record a younger child’s explanations/dictations as needed.
  • Place the page or pages in a protector when finished and include them in the garden notebook/journal.
  • For an older child: have them write a brief description of each pumpkin part’s function or role.
  • If you have taken pictures, place these pictures in your garden notebook/journal and write memories made and lessons learned from your visit to the pumpkin patch.
  • For additional learning, consider having your older child draw the life cycle of a pumpkin or a few of the different varieties (varieties of squash can be found in the book Farm Anatomy on p. 76, 77). You can find free life cycle of a pumpkin cards here.
  • Feel free to add your memory verse, poems, recipes, memories, or quotes about pumpkins to your garden notebook/journal as well.
  • Take pictures and tag #theabundantgarden on Instagram to share your fun and for an opportunity to be featured @theabundantgarden.


One day I found two pumpkin seeds.
I planted one and pulled the weeds.
It sprouted roots and a big, long vine.
A pumpkin grew; I called it mine.
The pumpkin was quite round and fat.
(I really am quite proud of that.)
But there is something I’ll admit
That has me worried just a bit.
I ate the other seed, you see.
Now will it grow inside of me?

(I’m so relieved since I have found
That pumpkins only grow in the ground!)



Advice From a Pumpkin

Be well-rounded

Get plenty of sunshine

Give thanks for life’s bounty

Have a thick skin

Keep growing

Be outstanding in  your field

Think big!

Ilan Shamir


The Pumpkin
Oh, greenly and fair in the lands of the sun,
The vines of the gourd and the rich melon run,
And the rock and the tree and the cottage enfold,
With broad leaves all greenness and blossoms all gold,
Like that which o’er Nineveh’s prophet once grew,
While he waited to know that his warning was true,
And longed for the storm-cloud, and listened in vain
For the rush of the whirlwind and red fire-rain.
On the banks of the Xenil the dark Spanish maiden
Comes up with the fruit of the tangled vine laden;
And the Creole of Cuba laughs out to behold
Through orange-leaves shining the broad spheres of gold;
Yet with dearer delight from his home in the North,
On the fields of his harvest the Yankee looks forth,
Where crook-necks are coiling and yellow fruit shines,
And the sun of September melts down on his vines.
Ah! on Thanksgiving day, when from East and from West,
From North and from South come the pilgrim and guest,
When the gray-haired New Englander sees round his board
The old broken links of affection restored,
When the care-wearied man seeks his mother once more,
And the worn matron smiles where the girl smiled before,
What moistens the lip and what brightens the eye?
What calls back the past, like the rich Pumpkin pie?
Oh, fruit loved of boyhood! the old days recalling,
When wood-grapes were purpling and brown nuts were falling!
When wild, ugly faces we carved in its skin,
Glaring out through the dark with a candle within!
When we laughed round the corn-heap, with hearts all in tune,
Our chair a broad pumpkin,—our lantern the moon,
Telling tales of the fairy who travelled like steam,
In a pumpkin-shell coach, with two rats for her team!
Then thanks for thy present! none sweeter or better
E’er smoked from an oven or circled a platter!
Fairer hands never wrought at a pastry more fine,
Brighter eyes never watched o’er its baking, than thine!
And the prayer, which my mouth is too full to express,
Swells my heart that thy shadow may never be less,
That the days of thy lot may be lengthened below,
And the fame of thy worth like a pumpkin-vine grow,
And thy life be as sweet, and its last sunset sky
Golden-tinted and fair as thy own Pumpkin pie!
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