Today I learned that my daughter’s 3rd grade class takes their clipboards to the school garden, and then writes something about what they observe. On Friday, they wrote one of each type of sentence. The Big Sister showed us where her teacher posts what the class writes. I expected that they would all be simple sentences, like “The sky is blue.” She wrote,
A flower fell on me while I was sitting under a tree.
I am a proud father.
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