Decapitated Jingle Bell Spiders and Other Craft Disasters
I think for the most part, the primary grade kids did not mind having me as their librarian for a day. But the crafts--oh, the crafts. What a mess.
All the third graders had to do to make their Jingle Bell Spiders (to go with this story) was twist pre-cut pipe cleaners around the "neck" where a large jingle bell (body) and small jingle bell (head) were threaded together. Piece of cake, right? Um, not when twisting causes the thread to break! I had to collect all the separated bells (jingle bell heads will roll!) and do careful leg attachments to their fragile replacements. This so did not happen when my co-librarian made the "model spideys."
That said, once things came together, the kids seemed pretty delighted by their jingle spideys.
First grade--well, I think they just didn't understand what they had to do. Not to mention they were a little fried from their Christmas play performance the night before. We were supposed to read this story and talk about what St. Nicholas really brought the villagers--you know, in the abstract. . . only some kids have a one-track mind at this time of year, and they wrote down what they wanted from Santa. I think my co-librarian is going to crack up when she sees that St. Nick brought a new Kindle (seriously? first grade?) to a completely snowed-in village in Old World Russia.
Not to mention the scissor-happy kids who sliced up their cut-outs and the overzealous gluers who slopped Elmer's everywhere.
Nobody can say I didn't try. But man, am I tired.
All the third graders had to do to make their Jingle Bell Spiders (to go with this story) was twist pre-cut pipe cleaners around the "neck" where a large jingle bell (body) and small jingle bell (head) were threaded together. Piece of cake, right? Um, not when twisting causes the thread to break! I had to collect all the separated bells (jingle bell heads will roll!) and do careful leg attachments to their fragile replacements. This so did not happen when my co-librarian made the "model spideys."
That said, once things came together, the kids seemed pretty delighted by their jingle spideys.
First grade--well, I think they just didn't understand what they had to do. Not to mention they were a little fried from their Christmas play performance the night before. We were supposed to read this story and talk about what St. Nicholas really brought the villagers--you know, in the abstract. . . only some kids have a one-track mind at this time of year, and they wrote down what they wanted from Santa. I think my co-librarian is going to crack up when she sees that St. Nick brought a new Kindle (seriously? first grade?) to a completely snowed-in village in Old World Russia.
Not to mention the scissor-happy kids who sliced up their cut-outs and the overzealous gluers who slopped Elmer's everywhere.
Nobody can say I didn't try. But man, am I tired.
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Just reading that cracked me up.