a piece of fabric threaded through the ceiling tile (yes, carefully done and moved to make sure it wasn’t pulling too hard), handles made from duct tape, a trampoline borrowed from a family (thank you, otis, for sharing).
really good times.
really good static.
really contemplative figuring out of things (notice the mirror being used to see the fabric from different angles).
i don’t have photos of the little dollhouse figure that got many rides on the fabric. she had a blast.
a big j cut from old mat board (thank you mr. randy) covered with a thrifted missing-pieces-too-hard-for-preschoolers jigsaw puzzle and about 3 bottles of glue.
problem: i think there are preschoolers who left the week believing “j is for puzzle.” we have time to clear that up.
oh, it was a silly few days (we had to give every class a chance, not just those who actually attended on april 1!)
the teachers looked silly (oh, why didn’t i get a photo of ms. viliya in her pajamas?).
there was bologna and peas waiting at the play-doh table (funny).
the letter of the week turned back to A (funny).
the calendar and the music said it was christmas again (funny).
the paint was edible (but i didn’t tell them that at first. instead i pretended the only funny thing was that we were going to finger paint. then i suddenly licked the paint! oh, wide eyes).
there were fake moustaches (funny)…really these are just strips of fake fur with a roll of masking tape.
but the best joke of all was the coffee cream in the cleaned out glue container (funny!!!).
nothing like those silly sheep in a jeep to mesmerize a bunch.
we used our fists in this little chant again:
here is S (one fist)
here is H (the other fist)
pound them together (do just that!)
shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (make a long /sh/ sound)
thankful for a couple of sunny days, we found a rainbow in a jar.
actually, not in the jar (as some tried to find), but by sunlight shining through the water in the jar.
then we took rainbow crayons, drew what we saw along with the capital R shape.
who would have guessed the next days were bitter cold?