All that is needed is a dry erase maker and a damp paper towel.
I bought the books at KMart a few years ago, and they seem to learn quickly with them.
Today we were working on the number 9.
And then we went on to the activity books and coloring, at different stages of learning.
Even the youngest one wanted to join in the activities, however her attention span is limited:) A good five minutes and she is on to something else.
Since some of them will be going off to school after the summer, we have been talking alot about school. They asked me some questions about when I went to school? It feels like another life time for me. Can you relate? I did take them up in the attic to the old cedar chest, and guess what we found? My elementary school report cards. I have not seen them for hundreds:) of years. In fact, I did not know that my mother had saved them for me.
This was the picture from the front door of my elementary school, and it was on the cover of our report cards. Of course, we always wore dresses and lacy socks to school each day. It wasn't until my middle school years, that rule changed.
This side of my report card, I remember so clearly. My mom and dad would sit me down and tell me that this side was the most important. The grades were crucial too, but not as important as the citizenship side.
I have not seen report cards since my girls went to school, but I certainly don't believe they have the citizenship side anymore. Do you think the last item is why my mother was constantly telling me to stand tall, walk tall, and don't slump my shoulders? Could it be?
This was my fourth grade report card. I always struggled in math and art. What does that say about me? Oh, how I smiled as I showed these cards to my grandchildren, and suddenly felt old.
I saw today, that my third grade teacher wrote that I had trouble expressing myself in written work. Isn't that something? I still have trouble expressing myself when I write. That is why I often wonder, why I have a blog?
I am amazed that way back in third grade my difficulty started.
My mother so kindly signed each report card, and I dutifully took it back in the next day.
What fun to go back to my school days for a brief time today.
I guess as long as the grandchildren are this young, I will be able to keep teaching them, although I am wise enough to know, that in a short amount of time, the teacher will be the one that knows more than me. I am already praying for the teachers that they will have.
Thanks so much for walking down memory lane with me. Do you still have your elementary report cards? Did you have a citizenship side to your report card?