It was a hurried Monday morning after a long weekend with errands, family commitments, and simply time to rest. We woke up to the startling realization that my first grader had not completed his “turkey project,” which was simply a color page of a turkey that the students were supposed to “disguise” so that humans would mistaken the turkey for another and thus decide not to consume him for Thanksgiving dinner.
At 6:45am, in pajamas and a panic, we grabbed random things from the craft drawers in the kitchen and began gluing feverishly.
He cried at the finished product and refused to turn it in. “This wasn’t how I wanted him to look, Mommy,” he said. “This wasn’t my idea.” At six-years-old, he went to school and asked for another turkey to do, this time making him a ninja.
And it looked like a six-year-old did it.
I have three kids in elementary school, and have had a multitude of opportunities over our few years in school to take a peek at many turkeys, science projects, Christmas parade mini-floats, poster contests, and book reports. It is fascinating to me that there are second graders out there who have better grammar and handwriting than I do, but seeing as their parents often do these projects for them, it turns out that they do not. (Want to finish reading this article? Click (here) to read over at Knoxville Moms Blog, for my March contributor post).