Tuesday I walked into the classroom and it was organized chaos. Children had their shoes off and were tracing their feet onto brown construction paper. Well, some were. Others were falling over, they had the paper on the desk instead of the floor and were trying to reach their feet. You try it, put your foot above your waist and try tracing it.
Ms. H had an art project. There were three parents besides the two of us to help the children. And we were all busy. It was make a turkey day. They cut out the traced feet. The feet butted up together and became the turkey body. Then we traced and cut out hands on red, orange, and yellow construction paper. The hands were the tail feathers. These were to be glued to the back of the feet. Eyes, beaks and waddles were cut out free hand. All of this then was glued together.
First graders and glue . . . Oh how they love Elmer's glue. The kids think the more glue the better. Projects end up glued to the desk, to other children's art project, small pieces on their clothes. Glue is in globs on the desk and ends up on me, my clothes, in little girls' hair. They recite the rule, "not a lot, just a dot." Their dots are bigger than adult dots.
The project was fun. The kids enjoy it and the adults do too. The glue is not really an issue because it washes off people and washes out of clothing. I didn't scrub real well when I left for the day. My hands looked like they were peeling from the glue. My slacks and shirt had glue on them. I was going home, no big deal.
Wrong. Marty picked me up at school and said we needed to go to the bank and then he would take me to lunch.