It seems that the last month of school is filled with so much. I don't know how we get it all done. I know I am certainly too busy to write about it but I don't want to forget it. I'll start with Mackenzie.
Mackenzie had an alien project for Science. It had to have a spaceship and be made from Junk around your house. She designed and made the entire project by herself. She also had to write a story about her alien.
Mackenzie had an alien project for Science. It had to have a spaceship and be made from Junk around your house. She designed and made the entire project by herself. She also had to write a story about her alien.
She also had her chorus concert. She made it the whole year and is doing it again next year. It was a great program. 26 songs from 6 decades. It was so fun to hear her singing "I hear the Earth move under my Jeep". She finally got it right but I kinda like her version. They performed at Chik-fil-a, for PTO and then for the school.
She even got a special award from the Chorus teacher.
She got her rainbow ribbon in band. She had all 8 of the other ribbons but just couldn't learn that last song. With only two days of school left she finally earned it.
She met Oliver.
As I was walking into the school on the last day I saw the entire 4th grade walking up and down the bus loop. I was sad thinking they had gotten into trouble on the last day. I got a little closer and realized they were chanting. "I don't know but I've been told. 4th grades gettin' really old. Look out 5th grade here I come. But first I'll have some summer fun. "
and then a long, sad goodbye to our favorite teacher ever.
(Another sign of the economy.)
Grandma and Mackenzie went for a walk this morning and came back to discover
Now onto Nicholas.
1 comment:
Great post Delores! Where do I start. That song about the "Jeep"? So funny!! I am so sad that Mrs. Emerson is leaving too!! I know she was an awesome teacher. Love the chickens. You know, my dream is to have a red barn with 2 horses, 1 cow, and some chickens. Mackenzie will love them.
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