Slice of Life Story Challenge March 10 - A Moment To Ponder A Puzzle
Sunni and Sass are still
at an age where they enjoy my jokes. I am making the most of it. Whether at
home just sitting around, in a café, driving in the car, or at the beach, they
frequently ask, -Tell us a joke, PLEEEAASSE!
So naturally, I oblige. I willingly embrace any opportunity to play the part of the story teller. The look of wonderment that quickly turns to puzzlement and then finally onto realization is a wonderful process to watch unfold. They can’t be too scarred. They continue asking to hear more.
She immediately got that quizzical look on her face. -Followed by an audible, ‘Eh?’
Sass thought for a while, looked out towards the water before turning back to me and admitting, ‘I give up, tell me.’ So I showed her how to work it out.
She smiled, but said nothing. As my hand passed the mid point she experienced that wonderful ah ha moment.
‘Now it’s running out of the forest,’ she said.
‘Exactly.’ I said. So how far can a dog run into a forest? I asked restating the original question.
‘Half way!’ said Sass with obvious delight.
So naturally, I oblige. I willingly embrace any opportunity to play the part of the story teller. The look of wonderment that quickly turns to puzzlement and then finally onto realization is a wonderful process to watch unfold. They can’t be too scarred. They continue asking to hear more.
At the beach today, Sass,
aged ten, asked for a puzzle as we sat together on the sand. So, I willingly proffered
the following standby…
How far can a dog run into
a forest? She immediately got that quizzical look on her face. -Followed by an audible, ‘Eh?’
Sass thought for a while, looked out towards the water before turning back to me and admitting, ‘I give up, tell me.’ So I showed her how to work it out.
The sand became my teaching
resource. Using a stick I drew a rudimentary forest and marked its boundaries. I
picked up a shell to represent a dog and placed it at the edge or entry to the
forest. I then asked Sass to mark the
mid point of the forest. I picked up shell dog began to move the token through
the forest on the sand.
‘The dog is running into the forest,’ I said.
Sass was now watching me intently. She smiled, but said nothing. As my hand passed the mid point she experienced that wonderful ah ha moment.
‘Now it’s running out of the forest,’ she said.
‘Exactly.’ I said. So how far can a dog run into a forest? I asked restating the original question.
‘Half way!’ said Sass with obvious delight.
Ah, grasshopper, now you
see…
Fun!! An adult joke:
ReplyDeletePerson: So I have CDO, which is also called OCD. But I like to put it in alphabetical order, as it should be.
A darling and delightful moment. Always teaching...
ReplyDeleteA perfectly perfect opportunity to scaffold!
ReplyDeleteNeat! I love teaching that takes the form of something else, like story-telling, or "quality time."
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