My sixth-grade students are doing an author study of Ray Bradbury before we read “The Veldt”. The handout had a faint picture of the writer and it wasn’t until I walked around the room that I noticed how creative my students are:
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For some reason, after a year of being left alone while we are at work and school, Opal has resorted to naughty behavior. The latest: Going to the pantry and tearing apart three individual packages of dried seaweed!
If you pour plain dog food into her bowl, she will wait until you put extra treats in it (cheese, chicken, etc.) This is what they mean by “You teach them how to treat you.”
My daughter brought the garbage bin in from the street for the first time.
As she walked it to the gate, a sun spider ran across her ankle.
She screamed.
And she will probably never bring the trash bin in again.
By the way, sun spider is a misnomer – it’s not a real spider nor does it like the sun!
“How do you spell moronic? Temperamental? Adjacent?”
My daughters and I often get a laugh out of my husband’s questions. We’ve learned that it hurts his feelings when we gleefully react to his earnest inquiries. So we stifle our giggles. But yesterday, he unearthed his fourth-grade report cards. And even he had to laugh…
