So, I decided to make bread the other morning and Isabelle was all to eager to help, so I gave her a bowl of flour and a small bowl of water and a few spoons. She stood at the table mixing water with flour, sprinkling it everywhere and making a good fun mess. After a while I said...Mommy is making bread, what are you making Isabelle? And with a matter of fact tone she answered...Cheese. Then turned back to her work and continued mixing. Like, Duh, what do you think I am making mom. Where does that come from??? Its not like we make a lot of cheese around our house.....
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You're alive. Do something. The directive in life, the moral imperative was so uncomplicated. It could be expressed in single words, not complete sentences. It sounded like this: Look. Listen. Choose. Act.
Barbara Hall, A Summons to New Orleans, 2000
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Hey Leah! It's Amaryah...figuring out those sort of questions is what I've been learning while at school. At school they call it theory building; the children are working on figuring something out, or learning about something. It can be an adventure in trying to figure out what the child is learning and how you can be a support for them.
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