Fun Friday, Busy Saturday

Dear Liza,

This Friday was fun at school. We started off with coloring instead of Imagine Math, which was probably against some rule, but sometimes you just need to color. Then came a spelling test, with really hard words the kids chose for themselves, like ‘algorithm’ and ‘sedimentary’.

Then we continued work on student stories. They started creating their characters a few days ago, deciding what their characters would like and dislike, what their goals were, and what their abilities and disabilities would be.

Having gotten to know their characters, we started making a map of what would happen in their story….how would the character go about achieving their goal? That lead to lots of conversations. “A time machine? Neat! Where’d to come from?” “What happened next?” “Did your character know about that?” Many of these questions elicited shrugs, which were met with “Well, you’re the author. Figure it out.”

Then came library time, our last of the school year, and lunch. In the afternoon the students began drawing their character, to get to know them better. And of course, in drawing and thinking about them, the actions in the story became clearer. Kids were pulling their story maps out of their desks to write ideas down. “She’s going to fall off the horse! She won’t be hurt, just scared.”

Fun Friday always ends with free time PE outside. We had a huge game of tennis baseball with kids from three grades and about 5 classes, and a smaller group doing gymnastics on the lawn.

When school was over, your daddy David drove me to the San Jose Airport again. Grandpa Nelson’s surgery from last week had been postponed to this Saturday, and I wanted to be in Portland to help.

This morning we woke up at 4:30 to get to the Oregon Health and Science University, just across the Willamette River and up a hill. Grandpa got checked in, had his surgery (he is still fighting kidney stones), got awake enough to come home, and is now sleeping. While he was in the operating room, Auntie Bridgett and I enjoyed the views from the ninth floor…. the river, hills and city below, as well as construction work just below. Always something going on in a big city!

Now we are all resting and reading. The sun is out, as Spring has come to Portland with lots of flowers and beautiful bright weather. We may even go out for a short walk later, if Grandpa Nelson is up to it.

See you soon.

Love, Grandma Judy

Author: Judy

I am a new transplant to Portland from Salinas, a small city in Central California. This is a blog about my new city.

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