I spent some time volunteering in my daughter’s grade two art class yesterday after suggesting to her teacher I could be put to good use in the following academic areas whenever she needed an extra hand; reading, writing, spelling. Art it is.

I arrived at the school after Hanna’s insistence that I please not come as the thought of me in my mom-jeans, cardigan, rollers, hair-net, paisley moo-moo, bunny slippers, offensive body art and cigar were just too much for her to bear.

I was relieved to see her excited reaction to my entry into the room where desks are knee height and colourful children’s art is plastered atop the plaster walls.

The teacher knew I was eager and sent me on a quest to find newsprint. Continue reading “Art Class…..” »