BalletBoy’s Writings

I’m inspired by Rivka’s adorable post about her daughter’s notes and another from Melissa awhile back where she posted her kids’ narrations.

BalletBoy has, in the last month or so, suddenly taken off with writing.  He’s not scribbling away like a prodigy or anything, but he has the confidence and the stamina to sit down and write a sentence or a few words, not to mention the spelling to have it make sense most of the time.

Here’s one of his little books featuring Mary and the Frog.  The text inside is sort of like a super easy Elephant and Piggie book.  One page will be Mary just saying, “Hi.”

Translation, in case it’s needed: Summer with Mary and the Frog

Here’s a note to a friend, never delivered, written in his quill pen for fun.

Translation, in case it’s needed: Hi, Q.  I made a golden crayon club bowl to put treasures inside. (This really only makes sense to BalletBoy and his friend, I know.  But if the friend’s mom is reading this, she’ll probably chuckle too.)

Here’s a poem that he wrote spontaneously in his notebook.  In case you can’t tell, it’s an acrostic, though he misspelled the acrostic word (painting, not panting), making it a little harder to get.

Translation, which is probably needed this time (I think all the extra poetry thinking made it harder to spell): 
Pictures are
At the gallery, some with
Nuts, some that are
Tiny, some that are
Important, some that are
Nice, some that are
Great

He’s also been improving his narrations slowly.  Here’s his last one.  The only thing I asked was that he tell me about something he learned about in our recent Native American study:

There are a lot Native Americans. Some tribes had tipis. Some tribes played stick dice. Some tribes played stickball or lacrosse. I’m going to talk about the Hopi.

The Hopi lived in houses made out of sand and mud. The sand was so dry that it could stick together and every ten years they would have to put sand back on. There’s a big room for a family to be inside. They used corn a lot. They made cornbread, they made corn desserts, they made a lot of corn stuff. They couldn’t get their water from lakes or rivers like other tribes, but when it snowed every winter, the water would go into the ground and then they’d get their water from underground. They’d even bathe underground because that was their only water. But that was not the only water system. Inside rocks, they dug holes that would make just one family have water.

They grew a different kind of corn with more roots stretching underground because there was so much sand. That made the corn grow.

For stories of the Hopis to tell the children, they’d tell them legends. One of the legends was called Sunflower’s Promise. It’s about a woman who’s very rich and then there’s a boy who’s really poor and they meet up and want to marry so she can share her land. Then the mice tried to eat her crops.

When we finish narrations, I ask the kids to edit them.  We delete excess words and sometimes we add or fix things together.  This narration didn’t get much editing though.  He’s getting much better at organizing things and I think this isn’t bad for a seven year-old.  It’s not a great paper or anything, but it’ll do.

5 thoughts on “BalletBoy’s Writings

    1. I was just coming here to say exactly this. After I posted pictures of my daughter’s notes, I kept wondering whether people were horrified by the spelling and handwriting. I usually think it’s an advantage of homeschooling to not know what is “normal,” but sometimes it’s a disadvantage.

      1. I’m trying hard to put any expectations aside and let them just write and do on their own pace, gently pushing them. But it’s HARD. And I don’t know what’s normal either, especially when you throw in all the strange writing things that ps kids get.

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