The answer to the biggest question
of the day this past Labor Day was, “Why, yes. Yes we are having classes today.”
Pleasantly, The Boss took the lead with
The Girl, which freed me to work on the basement floor. We’re replacing nasty old carpeting with
tile. I did make time to sit at the
table to work with her on Language Arts. We’re reviewing third grade material by
completing some tests that I saved from last year before starting a new fourth
grade program. That led to this exchange yesterday morning:
“Ada, what part of speech is the
word “house?”
“Um…” she replied, hand on her chin. Her patented “That’s a good question!” was forming on her lips.
“It begins with an “N,” I said, starting to write the word “noun” on our dry erase table.
“Neuroplasticity!” she shouted.
“Um…” she replied, hand on her chin. Her patented “That’s a good question!” was forming on her lips.
“It begins with an “N,” I said, starting to write the word “noun” on our dry erase table.
“Neuroplasticity!” she shouted.
That’s right, gentle readers! My ten-year-old daughter doesn’t remember the
word “noun” but she does know how to correctly pronounce “neuroplasticity!”
This could be an interesting year.
1 comment:
so... how did the rest of the year go?
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