Mrs. Smythe, I found somesing on da floor. I sink it’s a raisin!”
“Throw it away, Sasha.”
“Wait, it's NOT a raisin. It’s a cockaroach!.”
“Throw it away, please Sasha.”
“It’s ok. It was NOT a cockaroach. It was a Taco Bell.”
I remember when I used to talk to fifth graders about Stonewall Jackson, Fort Sumter, The Revolutionary War, plate tectonics, prepositions, adjectives, onomatopoeia, similies, metaphors and fractions.
Today, I spent ten minutes trying to determine exactly what Sasha had found on the carpet.
I did not succeed.