I have a six year old grandson in kindergarten. He loves school and loves having a lot of friends. Recently he has taken to knowing addition. Last weekend he told us that sixty minutes plus thirty minutes was 90 minutes. I was thrilled that he shared his knowledge and how he arrived at the right answer.
Yet, he is also still a child. Every time he stays for the weekend he insists on bringing his blue blankie and his stuffies (stuffed animals and other creatures). The boy sleeps with no fewer than six stuffies. The last time he stayed for the weekend he spread his blue blankie on the living room floor as the first step in building a sofa cushion fort. He went to his bedroom for something and when he returned our cat, Ivy, was stretched out on the blanket and rubbed her face in it. Lee shrieked with joy and made sure all of us knew that Ivy had taken over the soon to be built fort area. Later in the afternoon Lee asked for some paper and my good pen. He sat down at the coffee table and began writing letters. I asked him “Lee, are you writing?” “I am writing a book. This is chapter one.” The first two letters were ‘BL’ which meant ‘Book Lee’. Next were a string of letters – ‘GR, R, P, V’ which are symbols for Gram, Ross (his brother) Papa O 9 (me) and V (Vivian – his cousin). That was it – chapter one was finished, he taped the page to a piece of furniture. The next day he asked for a piece of paper and the special pen and told me he was writing chapter 2 of his book. He sounded out ‘Lee and Ross with us and a few more letters I don’t understand. He taped the second chapter to a piece of furniture. When it was time for Lee to return to his home I asked if he wanted to take his book home. No, he taped it to the refrigator door to work on it the next weekend he had a stay over. Guess we’ll have another writer in the family. He has a fantastic start.
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