First grader no more
No, we can't believe it's the last day of school either. We'll look forward to a full September-June calendar on the East Coast. But Edith was ready.
Oh, how we will miss Edith's friendly school in the mountains!
In the last few weeks the first grade has been up to some neat stuff. There was a first-grade poetry recitation in the auditorium; Edith recited "Sick" by Shel Silverstein. My favorite were the kids who got up and announced, "My name is X, and I'm going to re-write the poem..." --and often, they did.
The class also made a human rainbow:
And they studied manners for a week (snort) and then enjoyed a formal tea party, at which Tom, Alice, and I were waiters. A professional photographer took a series of portrait photographs of the guests that I can't share here but that would serve as great fodder for Norman Rockwell paintings.
Last summer, Edith told us she was a "nothing grader." (Zero comes before 1, after all.) Now she is a "summer grader." Fingers crossed it will be a good phase for all.
3 comments:
Whoa, that's nearly a month before Sam is out!
Sending all of you good thoughts... Phone catch-up soon?
Congratulations, Edith! We're so glad you will have memories of your two years as a Manitou Mustang and are sure your friends and teachers will remember you as fondly as you do them.
Summer Grade is ALWAYS the most fun!
Now on to Madison! Can't wait to see you all when you pass through this summer!
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