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Simple Candy Bar

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Simple Candy Bar

We seemed to be having a semi-successful grocery store shopping trip.  No tantrums to speak of, no arguing between the boys.  No one seemed to get lost this time as they wandered off looking for cereal.

At 4 and 6 years of age, I felt we had made it.  We had arrived.  Like all good moms, each son had a job.  Either picking out the item that I read to them…or estimate how much we would probably spend as each item was placed in the cart.

The grocery store music filled my ears as I pulled in the check out line.  As I looked at a mom I knew two lines over who could not control her what appeared to be three year old child, I felt sorry for her.  Okay, I will admit it, I felt rather smug as we waited calmly for our turn. Continue reading Simple Candy Bar →

Simple Answer

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Simple Answer

We read the information concerning the National Monument in staccato form, but we were reading it. Comprehension I was not sure of…but the fluency was getting a bit better. Several of the students and I began to discuss what we had read. The stairs and the elevator became quite the topic as we discussed the chapter.

The children answered the questions I proposed with ease, much to my surprise. Jason stayed a little more quiet than usual, but I was rather grateful for it quite honestly.

I asked the kids to get out their pencils and and I passed out a short review sheet to see what they had learned. At the time, there were only 6 students at my table to review for their test in the general education classroom. Continue reading Simple Answer →

Simple Kickball

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Simple Kickball

We have all went through it. Being picked for teams. In my case it was a simple kickball game.

I wasn’t the most athletic kid in the world, but I wasn’t the least either. So I was always picked some time in the middle of the “picking” process. I had gotten use to it, it wasn’t that good, but it wasn’t that bad either.

This particular day there was a new girl. She wasn’t in the best of clothes and had a lot of acne on her face. And yes, you guessed it…she was picked dead last. The look on her face was one I will never forget, and never wanted to experience myself. Thankfully she was on my team and we became friends. She wasn’t picked last again…but someone else was… Continue reading Simple Kickball →