Thank You God For Little Things

The First Grade classroom 1B poem party was on Friday the 13th but there was nothing scary about it. Every student remembered their poems.

Here's the class. Ethan is in the back row, 4th from the left.


The deal is each student is given a poem to learn. They get about two months and work on it during the day and as homework. Ethan also got some pointers from Miss Kristen his speech therapist. They are given help with some hand motions to go along with it. The beauty thing about it is that this is an activity that they will continue each year which gives all of the students an experience in speaking in front of a crowd, using a microphone and respecting others as they do the same.



Every kid in the class did great! There were poems that were funny and some that were sweet, every kid gave their own little twist to them. No one tried to pull off the Mike Meyers poetry reading from "So, I Married an Axe Murderer" though.


Proud Mom and Dad.


All smiles with Brian.


With his buddies, Ethan, Jason, Brian, Owen.


With his teacher. Mrs. Tcharkutchian (I'm sure that's not spelled correctly.)


Afterward we left school and went to Santa Clarita to play miniature golf at Mountasia.


Of course Junia went along too.


And the reason we drove all the way to Santa Clarita is that there's a Farrel's Ice Cream Parlor at Mountasia.

KC and I split the Oreo Bliss... here's a shot for the Extreme Bootcamp folks.


And Junia with her Clown Sundae.


And the poetry reader with his.