It is amazing how fierce a cute little guy like Max can look. I really need to take more pictures of him in his pirate costume, he loves it so very, very much. I'm glad he is able to step beyond is Star Wars and army man obsessions.
nyway, before Halloween his class had an assignment to write a story about either a pumpkin or a bat. They got to stamp the image on a sheet of paper and then they had to do a short description and/or story.
Max went whole hog.
He even went as far as added lines to the page so that he could neatly write his story. The spelling and grammar are a bit wonky, but that is not the point. The teachers want to get the kids about writing, the nuts and bolts come later in the year.
So here it is:
The story of a bat that cutin cach a fly. Wus there was a dat that cutin cach a fly. His ferns made fun of him. That he cutin cach a fly. Wun nite his foder was caching for him. He tod his Mom he was going to cach a fly. But no mater how much he cried to cach a fly. Wun nite he went to a fly a fly floow biye and teest him. Then he floow ess fast ess he can he cat the fly finule he said.And here it is in a slightly easier to read form:
The story of a bat that couldn't catch a fly. Once there was a bat that couldn't catch a fly. His friends made fun of him, that he couldn't catch a fly. One night his father was catching for him. He told his Mom he was going to catch a fly. But no matter how much he cried to catch a fly. One night he went to fly, a fly flew by and teased him. Then he flew as fast as he can, he caught the fly. Finally he said.
It was by far the longest and most complex story of the bunch. Max's handwriting has come a long way from just last year. Yes, the spelling is very creative, but so is the story. Max is turning out to be a good little story teller.
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