Friday, December 10, 2010
sick day homeschool
Before long, I heard some rather organized imagination play going on. From the sounds of it, Jabber and Monkey were playing school.
For a while, things went well. Jabber got out some paper and pencils and labored to teach his brother the art of proper letter formation.
Jabber: Oh! That's a very nice E! Normally, we only use three lines going across, but you got it facing the right way and everything.
Monkey: *makes siren noise*
Jabber: Monkey! It's time to do the R! Come on. Start with one line down, like this.
Jabber: Are you even listening to me? Monkey! Monkey. Come on. This is serious. See my R? See if you can do it just like that.
Monkey: *jumps up and down*
Jabber: You can't make your R look right while you're jumping. Please sit down. PLEASE SIT DOWN!
Monkey: I did it already! I'm done! I'm done! *jump jump jump*
Jabber: (exasperated) MONKEY. Where is your paper??
Monkey: (completely unconcerned comment tossed out in between his enthusiastic gun-shooting sound effects) Oh, that paper? I dunno. I threw it on the floor over there somewhere.
Jabber: What? We don't throw our papers on the floor, Monkey. You have to turn them in to your teacher.
Monkey: *cackles loudly, interspersed with more gun sound effects* Well, go pick it up then. I don't care. SCHOOL IS BORRRRRRING!
Oh, dear. That is all.