I had the kids do a little writing. They got a paper that with a sentence starter that said, "When I am 100 years old I. . . " and a place to draw a picture of themselves looking old. Here are a few of their little diddlies.
When I am 100 years old I will probrle die. When I get old I'll have gray hear. When I get cruched I will go in a well chear.
When I am 100 years old I will wear glasses. I am going to wach teve.
When I am 100 years old I will die. I will go to hevin. I will see Jesus.
When I am 100 years old I will have white hair. It will be hard to walk.
When I am 100 years old I will have gray hare. And I will knit in my roking chare. I will have a cane.
And my personal favorite. . .
When I am 100 years old I'll maybe die. But kids will never firgit me.
Neither will your teacher, child. Neither will your teacher.
1 comment:
They are TOO cute. :) I love how kids think of things like that.
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