Isaac and I joined them as they read their stories (aloud, into a microphone, kind of an open-mic-coffee-shop atmosphere) and then picnicked together as a class.
Lydia's story told of a rainy camping trip last summer in China. Pretty fun stuff.
The whole class. Needless to say, these daily buddies of hers are dear friends. We talk about these first graders a lot!
Lydia baby girl, I'm so glad I got to be a small part of your Writers Festival. I'm proud of you!
1 comment:
they begin to write since this age? no wonder you guys are good at writing. I wish i could read Lydia's stories. Susan
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