Harvest Festival.
I come home every day with completely inappropriate lyrics in my head to Cauliflowers Are Fluffy, Cabbage is Green. I seem to be creating a Halloween version.
Brown potatoes in maggoty heaps
Come and poke your eyes out when everyone sleeps....
Anyway.
They've pretty much all behaved beautifully at the rehearsals.
Oddly, Tiger was paired with the most disruptive boy in the class, which means he walks with him to the church and sits next to him during the service. That's the trouble with working part time - I wasn't there to add input.
Neither have gone off the rails, just needed lots of reminders to behave (A. needs this anyway, all the time, but Tiger is mostly good if not distracted). Although both have been shouted at (not by me!) every single walk there and back.
Despite general input from the class teacher, Tiger is unintelligible when he reads his part.
I've simply not had the time to work on this with him as it is Assessment Week (a series of tests the children must sit) and the time we have together reading and in conversation work is more important than getting his Harvest Festival lines done well. No-one watching would be able to tell the difference between him and 2/3 of the class anyway.
He is so proud of being able to read his lines. But he puts his head down and gabbles. I'm sure we could work on a BIG VOICE, but as I say, you choose what you give time to do.
And watching him join in the actions for Hooray for Harvest is lovely.
He loves singing.
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