As a public school child in the 70’s, my Valentine’s Day often ended in tears. I remember digging into my optimistically large brown paper bag in first grade to find only three envelopes, even though my mother had insisted I fill out mass-produced cards for every child in my class. “No one likes me!” I […]
Not only did I love this little book, but the post reminds me how much difference a year makes in the life of an early reader/writer.
from April 1, 2009
Why I send my daughter to a Jewish Day School – part 1
Here’s an excerpt of a 12 page book my daughter created during her free time at Kindergarten yesterday.