Tuesday February 12

Our group had quite the experience this past Tuesday at Overby. To say the least, the moment our class started dividing the children into groups—we knew our visit was not going to be exactly what we had anticipated.  Kindergarteners grabbed hands and departed, a few third graders scattered about, and then there were two. One second grader and one first grader were leftover from the bunch that once huddled on the bleachers, or well, around Evan. The second grader, a girl with both a fiery spirit and some killer gymnastics moves, was more than ready to take any opportunity to pounce on both James’ shoulders or on our other group member—the first grade boy. Chasing, growling, and kicking all about, there weren’t many tactics our group didn’t try to calm our troublesome pair. Amongst the hectic, Taylor was able to put together a quick Little Red Riding Hood tag game, in which Taylor was “grandmother’s house”—the winning destination. Our barking, growling wolf caught on to the game—without even being told that she was in fact, the wolf. Our male “Little Red” would attempt to reach Taylor before the wolf tagged him…or tackled him. In between multiple rounds, we would ask the kids what they knew about the stories Little Red Riding Hood, Cinderella, or Hansel and Gretel. Surprisingly enough, both were able to relay to us the key points or characters of each story between their exasperated huff and puffs from screaming and running around the gymnasium.
After failing miserably at trying to calm down our two newest group members, our second grader got carried away in a scramble after James’ received a few bites and spit-balls on the arm—and then there was one. The three of us, James, Taylor, and myself, left with only one child to read Cinderella to. In despite, we read with our first grader. Without much provocation, he was able to tell us most of the plot line, and how or why characters were feeling certain emotions. We did not even get to the end of Perrault’s tale, but I have a feeling he would have had a pretty good idea what was in store for the ending anyway. I think for next time, in hopes that we won’t have to do too much physical activity to rein in our kids; we will bring and plan several interactive activities for our children to participate in. Whether it’s props for a skit, or a craft, it’s quite intriguing to realize that these kids do have interpretations of the stories themselves. As we see their minds come to terms with new adaptations, the light of recognition on their faces of familiar characters or dispositions is automatic, and fascinating.    

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