Today was castle day, which means last night was castle eve, the night when mothers of sixth grade students throughout the land armed with glue guns, spray paint and hundreds of tiny rocks help their sons and daughters finish their castle making project.I can’t complain too much, DS-12 did most of the project himself. He’s been carving foam core and taping poster board for weeks. (Which is not so good for the family room carpet, but I never have visitors down there, anyway)
We stayed up until 10 p.m. to complete the finishing touches, but his castle did turn out pretty snazzy.
Today I went to see everyone’s projects, and boy, are there some talented parents of sixth grade students. I saw pink castled and black castles and castles covered with plaster. Of course none of them were as outstanding as DS-12s project. I’m just saying.
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But of course! I have managed to escape the dreaded castle project. I even escaped the historical buildings of the old days. (Many log cabins and corals. and a few outhouses.) How lucky can I be! We did get caught up on the solar system madness a couple of years ago. How teachers love to torture themselves and us.
It reminds me of the time Mom... ahem I mean I made a pueblo village out of salt dough. Good job L.
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