Last night, I opened up a composition book I recently bought for Alex’s Language Arts work and found that she had gotten started without me.
Sunset was a little girl,
her Parents said she was a perl,
Sunset loved the day and night
and one day she was hurt in a fight,
the bad boy lafed and hit her agan
and he was sorry in the end,
Sunset had power in her eyes
At once the boy was petrfid. [petrified]
For purposes of comparison, this is what her not-a-writing-assignment writing looked like just six months ago. (At that time, we required proper letter formation, capitalization, and punctuation for Writing With Ease and spelling dictation, but not other subjects.)
In recent months, Alex has been writing copiously and enthusiastically. She’s started a couple of diaries, one fictional and one true to life. (Both stopped after two or three entries.) She’s written letters to friends from camp, imaginary essays, and countless letters home from Hogwarts. And she’s written all of them while following the conventions as best as she understands them. (As you can see in the poem above, we haven’t covered how to punctuate poetry yet.)
The big turning point was her promotion to second grade on June 1st, which just goes to show you that grade levels can be useful even if they are completely artificial. After June 1st, Alex never wrote in sloppy all caps again – not even her spelling words written in marker on the whiteboard. Second graders don’t write that way, apparently. She decided that on her own. And now she’s totally open to the idea of writing assignments.
Edited to add: While I was writing this post, she kept bugging me to assign her Hogwarts essays. Here’s how that looks:
how to protect yorself from Death eaters.
There are not as many ways as you might think, but there are a few:
1). Push them into a age potion, 2.) Use a stuning hex, 3.) give them purpule flame (If they try to do it to you dodge it quick or you will pass out!)