Written by the same woman who wrote the eerie short story “The Lottery,” this story is guaranteed to make students of all ages chuckle. The tale of the worst kindergarten student ever, as told by a classmate to his mother at the end of every school day, your students will love hearing...
As a child, at around age 5, I started experiencing severe pain in my legs and back. I had migraines from hell that made me feel as if my head were going to explode. I had hair in places that no five-year-old should and I needed a bra for kindergarten. I looked down on all my...
Life keeps happening and unfolding and people will hurt you or maybe they have already hurt you as you read this ( well, don’t we all have a story of how we’ve been hurt before) but the first step towards freedom from this kind of hurt that will keep happening as long as we doin...
On our way out of the building, we showed Patrick the lobby where he met Santa Claus with Toys for Tots at Christmas and therapy pets every Wednesday and — most memorably of all — where he went trick or treating the morning before transplant in a too-small borrowed Buzz Lightyear costum...
Retelling the Story and Sequencing-Since the story is very simple and sequential, this is a great book to use to have the grands retell the story in the correct order of events. I also had Kona read this book aloud to me since it is a good book for early readers. There were only a...
When Jenny was old enough, I sent her to a kindergarten(幼儿园). On the first morning, Jenny spent hours playing by herself. It seemed that she felt very(41). However, to my joy, Jenny’s classmates always (42) her, “You got all your spelling words right today!” In fact, her ...
screenwriters should consider opting for a simple genre, theme, or storyline for their short film. If the idea of the movie is too complicated or grandiose your short film will suffer. Don’t try to complete with big Hollywood tentpole films. Focus on a great story, characters, and plot....
Today I was at the mall waiting for friends, when a lady wearing a knit hat and a sweater came up to me and, shivering, said, “I’m homeless. Would you mind buying me some food?” In that split second, everything I’d learned since kindergarten flashed through my mind. Don’t ta...