Tuesday, November 27, 2012



By a fourth grader

My mom once told me about bottomless, and ever since that moment, I've been thinking and thinking. It's so hard to imagine bottomless. When my thoughts say the word bottomless, I think and think, scratch my head, and think some more. So, when I'm falling into a bottomless pit again, I can do whatever I want, because I'm never going to reach the bottom

One of my kiddos just published this piece. It wasn't very long, but the student did such a good job of capturing voice, I had to share it. I can hear the child telling me this as I read it! :)

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