Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Must be genetic...

I don't know if I have ever been more proud of my daughter.  This moment of pride has nothing to do with goals scored in a soccer game or high marks on a report card.  It doesn't even have anything to do with nailing her lines in the all school assembly (which she did and I was thoroughly impressed).  It has everything to do with what she wrote down for her "I'm Thankful" assignment at school...
It reads:  Sadie.  I am thank for great teachers and dogs that can play.  Books and white boards, markers.  Thank you for my lovely mom and dad.  I'm thankful for trees and paper that lets us draw, water that I can spill on my paper.  I love my tears I can cry with. 

"I love my tears I can cry with" and "thankful for trees and paper that lets us draw, water that I can spill on my paper"  !!!!  Yes!  Amazing!  She's seven, and so comfortable thinking outside the box when it comes to writing.  My only hope is that this never goes away for her.  Even if she never thinks of writing books or poetry, the ability to express yourself in terms just one off of the mark is something to be proud of and held dear.

Go on kiddo and get down with your poetic self!  It must be in the genes....

(Side note:  I am also very proud that she recognizes her teachers and is thankful for them - - I am VERY thankful for them, too.  It's also nice that she acknowledges books.  Can I get a "woot woot" for the books?)

1 comment:

  1. I like that she is thankful for white boards. I have one of those.