The Notebooks
I read on twitter that yesterday was National Notebook Day. I was pretty excited, though the Thirdlanders were a bit tentative about the greatness of the holiday. One 3rdlander said, "I wish it could be NO BOOK DAY."
Very funny, Chum.
We paired up to look through our notebooks and reflect on the glories of our school year. They loved looking back on the first day of school. "Look what I wrote!" a Thirdlander said, laughing. To my mind the entry didn't look that different from his typical written performance, but he was quite struck by how much he had changed. Others kept running over to me with "Remember when we did...." and "Look at this monster I drew in October..." It was all good fun and I should probably remember to do more notebook reflecting as school years draw nigh. I told a Thirdlander next to me as we were wrapping it up, "I just love my notebook."
He smugly replied, "Who doesn't? It holds all our most precious memories."
Duh.
Very funny, Chum.
We paired up to look through our notebooks and reflect on the glories of our school year. They loved looking back on the first day of school. "Look what I wrote!" a Thirdlander said, laughing. To my mind the entry didn't look that different from his typical written performance, but he was quite struck by how much he had changed. Others kept running over to me with "Remember when we did...." and "Look at this monster I drew in October..." It was all good fun and I should probably remember to do more notebook reflecting as school years draw nigh. I told a Thirdlander next to me as we were wrapping it up, "I just love my notebook."
He smugly replied, "Who doesn't? It holds all our most precious memories."
Duh.
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