… well, one reason is because children say such wonderful things. Four and five year olds are particularly good at coming out with comments which brighten my day. Yesterday was a long tiring Friday But there were two high spots.
We were doing a “Guided Read” – and I pointed to a question mark and said “Does anyone know what this is?”
“Oh yes, Mrs Almond, That is one of those Mystery Marks isn’t it?”
I think Mystery Marks is a fabulous name for them, don’t you?
Last week the children were looking at the story of the Owl Babies, so we asked them to find out some owl facts. Yesterday I was talking to one child about this.
ME: And do you know when owls do most of their flying?
PUPIL; Yes, at night time. And they are called noct…noct…noct….
ME; [very patiently]…Yes?
PUPIL; Noct – over !
I was particularly impressed by another child who asked me if I knew that the cassowary bird attacked humans ‘and if he kicks you it might break your leg’ I said that I did not know this fact [and did not point out that it has nothing to do with owls – I was so pleased with his obvious thirst for knowledge] I do, however, know this poem by Samuel Wilberforce [1805-1873]
If I were a cassowary
On the plains of Timbuctoo
I would eat a missionary,
Cassock, bands, and hymn-book too.