Teaching my sixth grade son to write, he methodically outlined the topic he chose to write about. After writing out his outline, I asked him to narrate to me in complete sentences what he planned to write on the paper. After a few short, choppy sentences and phrases, I stopped him.
"Chase, think of your outline as the skeleton. Your job in writing the paper is to put flesh on the skeleton--"
"Oh yeah, Mom, so you can make it bleed."
Engrafted by His Grace--
What is the best job I've ever had?
3 months ago
5 gracious comments:
Love this. I have a sweatshirt that says, "Don't make me get out my red pen."
:)
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This child is ahead of you! He is going to be a better writer than you ever dreamed. I love this boy!!!!!
oh dear..... to true.
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Sounds like you have quite a reputation, my friend. Poor little guy!! What a hoot that story was!
Leah
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