Rainy days call for indoor activities like the schoolhouse
While I was taking a shift at the Westport Schoolhouse yesterday in Kenue Park, two families with young children came in.
"OK, you be the teacher," the kids said to their dad.
"Good morning class," the dad started. "Today is Tuesday, Aug. 15. We're going to learn how many days each month has."
And class had started.
The father taught his children the knuckle method of counting --- January has 31 days, so it starts on a knuckle; February has 28 days and is counted on the sunken part before the next knuckle which represents March at 31 days. Continue on, and you'll know which months have 31 days and which don't.
After the lessons, some of the children headed outside to the small apple tree located right next to the schoolhouse. The green apples are starting to turn red, and although deer have snacked on a few, many of them are perfect for a quick snack.
Or to polish and bring to your teacher.
Some kids might not be looking forward to heading back to school in the next few weeks, but there are plenty of little ones out there who are just aching for their turn to learn.
Bring them out the to the Westport Schoolhouse to experience some pretend time in the classroom. They will get to sit in a real desk, write on a slate, try out the chalkboard, read from a primer, ring the school bell to start class and create a bookmark to take home.
Come by 10 a.m.-2 p.m. Tuesday-Saturday and let your child's imagination run wild!
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