22 of you who have given permission for Permission Click should have received an e-mail regarding the February 20, 2020 field trip to the Vancouver Aquarium. This is my first time using permission click so please bear with me. If you have not submitted the form, your child should have written it in their planner. Please hand in ASAP. We are in need of 4-5 parents for this field trip so I hope some of you can join us!
Apologies for 2 emails I typed in wrong, they have been corrected and re sent.
Spelling lesson 16 Test and work due tomorrow
We have decided to read the story The Dot, by Peter Reynolds for Speech Arts
Please check out this you tube link.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t5mGeR4AQdM
The Dot
by Peter H. Reynolds
Art class was over, but Vashti sat glued to her chair.
Her paper was empty.
Vashti’s teacher leaned over the blank paper.
“Ah! A polar bear in a snow storm,” she said.
“Very funny!” said Vashti.
“I just CAN’T draw!”
Her teacher smiled.
“Just make a mark and see where it takes you.”
Vashti grabbed a marker and gave the paper a good, strong jab. “THERE!”
Her teacher picked up the paper and studied it carefully.
“Hmmmmmmmmmm.”
She pushed the paper toward Vashti and quietly said, “Now sign it”
Vashti thought for a moment.
“Well, maybe I can’t draw. but I CAN sign my name.”
The next week, when Vashti walked into art class,
she was surprised to see what was hanging above her teacher’s desk.
It was the little dot she had drawn— HER DOT!!
All framed in swirly gold!
“Hmmmmmph! I can make a better dot than that!”
She opened her never-before-used set of watercolours and set to work.
Vashti painted and painted.
A yellow dot.
A green dot.
A red dot.
A blue dot.
The blue mixed with the red. She discovered that she could make a PURPLE dot.
Vashti kept experimenting. Lots of little dots in many colours.
“If I can make little dots, I can make BIG dots, too.”
Vashti splashed her colours with a bigger brush on bigger paper to make bigger dots.
Vashti even made a dot by NOT painting a dot.
At the school art show a few weeks later, Vashti’s many dots made quite a splash.
Vashti noticed a little boy gazing up at her.
“You’re a really great artist. I wish I could draw,” he said.
“I bet you can,” said Vashti.
“ME? No, not me. I can’t draw a straight line with a ruler.”
Vashti smiled. She handed the boy a blank sheet of paper. “Show me.”
The boy’s pencil shook as he drew his line.
Vashti stared at the boy’s squiggle. And then she said …..
“Please …. sign it.”