As I thought about Frank tonight, I remembered this little St. Paddy's tidbit.
And I sighed.
This morning before Kid Writing, we talked about
leprechauns, rainbows, pots of gold, and all things Irish.
As Frank added more and more information to the
legend of the leprechaun that I’m convinced he gleaned from watching the movie
“Chuckie” every weekend, I steered the conversation towards the rainbow.
I asked the children, "If you found a pot of gold at
the end of a rainbow what would you do with it?"
Immediately hands flew in the air.
After listening to several students, Suzy finally piped in.
"I have been to the end
of a rainbow and there's no pot!"
Several students disagreed, but she insisted.
“I have been on a airplane,
and I SAW the end of the rainbow.
There was definitely no pot.”
And so endeth the lesson.
I didn't realize how much I would miss that little scoundrel.
3 comments:
Out of the mouths of babes! That girl is switched on. I remember I went looking for the end of the rainbow with a friend when I was 6. We were out for hours. A search party was sent out to retrieve us. The angry faces changed to smiles when we told everybody what we were trying to do~ I wish little Suzy was in my class ~ she would have saved me the embarrassment! Sally x
At least none of the kids referenced the pot and the Acapulco gold at the end of the rainbow....haha.
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