I’m not going to rush
for there is no point in rushing
I’m not going to walk in the line
I’m better than lines
And, I’m not holding hands either
I’ll hold my umbrella
On Monday my students went to the Library and made puppets. Usually, I help them with their projects . This time I took a step back and allowed them to create something all by themselves. I was surprised with what they came up with!
Kenneth, a superhero, Gavin and Abdoraman twin puppets, Kaylie made a puppet of me, Brianna made Bob and Christopher made a character with pom-poms for his hands and feet. Everyone was creative.Including Sharaya who only had wings for her puppet. No face, no body, just wings and was flying around and having just as much fun.
* I had an art teacher who told the class that a paper bag is not a puppet but I couldn’t find another word for what my students made! Sorry puppet world!
On Patrick’s last day at the center, we surprised him with a thank you celebration.
He’s been giving the children piano lessons for a year and some months so they have grown accustomed to him. They learned so many songs- most of the songs we sing while going on trips- because of him and his beautiful playing.
The Musician’s Aid Society is the program that made it possible for Patrick to faithfully expose the children to the piano every week . As a teacher I am very grateful for the time he spent with the children. There is something magnificent about live music as oppose to hearing it off the radio. And every lesson counts, especially for the child brain.
Once upon a time, there was a little boy whose mother gave him the job of washing the dishes after diner. He did not enjoy this job. One day while washing the dishes, he discovered that he could make bubbles with the dish detergent. He now enjoyed washing the dishes!
He’ll wash the plates and make a bubble for each salver.
He’ll wash the spoons, forks, and knives and make bubbles for each utensil.
While blowing the bubbles, he made wishes. He wished for a new house and more siblings. He wished he’ll do better in school and for a dog named Tommy.
Within the next few weeks, he got some of what he wished for. He got a new dog and he begin to do better in school. However, some wishes did not come true. He wondered why.
When his mom asked him to wash dishes again, he gladly went. He began to wash and wish. This time, he paid attention to each bubble and each wish. He then knew the bubbles that flew out the window and popped over the snow were the ones that created his wishes into truth.
From then on, he waited for winter to come around so he could blow bubbles over the snow.