With the school year at an end, children empty their desks and cart home all the treasure and lessons. Among the various lesson books I found Seth's journal entries. Don't worry, I didn't look without permission. I'm sure a time will come that he will want more privacy but for now he loves for me to read what he writes. He's proud of his abilities in cursive especially. I have to ask him, but I will assume through reading various musings that the teacher presents a topic (ei: a place you have visited or a what would you give the soldiers in war zones...incidentally a Nintendo Wii then he would get his butt out of there!). I read this one and thought it was so interesting I wanted to share it with you. A teacher at his school passed away during the school year and it was a rather hot topic on the playground for a few days. Here's what he had to say:
Monday, July 07, 2008
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The purest of thoughts...from the mind of babes... We once were all so innocent..
That is too funny.
That's a really sweet thought.
Very profound.
This is one of Emily's journal entries from preschool (It's more to describe her drawings):
"Dadda,Momma,me,Winston.I love my family. They love to eat fruit."
anon~so true. i like to think we keep some of it as adults though.
misstressm~i thought so too.
lady jaye~isn't it though? he's always been a thinker that boy.
kelly~emily is so sweet. that's a lovely little thought for her to have. happy thoughts, you know?
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