The other day one of the students, a bouncy boy who has a hard time controlling the urge to speak, grabbed my arm as I was walking around observing center time. (That’s when they work on various play-learning tasks at their tables.)
“Why is this pencil so small?!” He nearly screamed.
“Probably because it has been used a lot,” I explained. “It’s been sharpened many times.”
He was perplexed and rather unhappy. So in a few moments he grabbed me again, and, rolling the pencil furiously between his two hands, exclaimed: “I’m making it bigger!”
I nearly died of laughter, which unfortunately enforces silly behaviors. Oh well. They’re that adorable for a reason. Probably to make us adults laugh.