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The Giant Trap! – by Abbie (aged 10)

little girlGeorgina rushed into the veterinary surgery when the sun was rising. The grand-daughter of Uncle Tom, she was a pretty girl but she was always into mischief.  Uncle Tom was a good old man who loved his grand-daughter but he had many secrets that he never told people.

With a wild yell, Uncle Tom rushed into the veterinary surgery but he could not see Georgina anywhere. He got out his blue phone and started to call her but he couldn’t get hold of her.

“Thump! Thump! Thump” heard Uncle Tom. He looked behind him and ‘Bang!” he was gone!  A little while later he found himself in a black dark room where he found Georgina.

“How did you find me?” said Georgina.

“Well, I heard you scream because I was next door at the sports shop,” he replied. Uncle Tom had something secret in his mind.

Two hours later…

“Who were those people who made me scream?” asked Georgina.

“My boss, the man I work for,” said Uncle Tom.

‘So you knew all along and you did not tell me,” said Georgina in surprise.

“Well I saw you running along the fields and I rang up my boss and said that we should frighten you so I did,” said Uncle Tom, being proud of himself.  Just then ‘bang!” Uncle Tom was hit by a frying pan. The person who threw it was Georgina’s mother!  Georgina was so proud to see her. Her mother put down the pan and they all went home to bed.

Abbie (aged 10)

This story was the result of a creative writing game played at our tuition room during the school holidays.  The process for the game may be located under Creative Writing Game on our Study Tools page.  Our maths Tutor participated with Abbie on this exercise.  You can read his story – Caught! 

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Caught!

This was the result of a creative writing game we ran at our tuition room.  You can see how the game was run on the Study Tools page under Creative Writing Game.  The following result was the final product of our maths tutor, Peter.

Neither Uncle Tom nor Georgina were ever able to explain how they got themselves locked in the Veterinary Surgery overnight.

old_manUncle Tom was a confusing old man who wore round spectacles on a round face on top of a round body.  A lot of him moved when he laughed at his own jokes.  Georgina had known him all her life and at five years old that was a long time.  Her short fuzzy red hair and chubby pink cheeks made them look like a pair of clowns when they walked down the street.

In total terror she now clung to her uncle’s large leg while all around dogs howled, cats hissed and parrots screeched.  The room was totally black and smelled of anti-septic.  The noise was deafening and would surely wake the dead thought Georgina.  Now she had something else to worry about.  She squeezed tighter on her uncle’s leg.

‘This is going to be a long night’ thought Uncle Tom, holding Georgina close to him as they huddled under the Vet’s table.  This adventure was not going as he had planned.  All night long they huddled and shivered and the animals screeched and cried.  Not once did they or the animals sleep.  Georgina kept vigilant in case any of the dead were also awake.

From somewhere outside the safety of the vet’s table came a loud thump, and the darkness disappeared.  Victor the Vet stood in the doorway, ‘That should teach you a lesson not to sneak into the animals sleeping room again Tom!’

‘So you knew all the time!’ cried Tom in amazement.

‘Yes we did.’ Bellowed Margaret, Tom’s wife and Georgina’s aunt.  ‘That should cure both of you of sneaking out at night.  How do you feel now Thomas?’

‘You better get out a bottle of your parsnip wine mother, I’m going to need it.’

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Lizard Wrangler – by Dardo (aged 7)

LizardAt school in my play time I caught a lizard in the garden.  Today I caught a lizard that was as big as a goanna with a blue tongue and a giant brown tail.  He bit me on the thumb as I was holding him tightly.  I jumped and dropped him and he got away.  In time I will become a better lizard wrangler.

Dardo (aged 7); (art work by Dardo)

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How Important Is Handwriting?

Handwriting“Does handwriting matter?  Not very much according to educators.  The Common Core standards, which we have adopted in most states, call for teaching legible handwriting, but only in kindergarten and first grade.  After that, the emphasis quickly shifts to proficiency on the keyboard.”

“What’s Lost As Handwriting Fades” – by Maria Konnikova

I have just finished reading this article and you can follow the above link to access it.  The article suggests evidence is emerging of a greater link between handwriting and learning.  It appears children learn to read more quickly when they first learn to write by hand.

A 2012 study by Karin James at the Indiana University supported the association between handwriting and learning.  Children who had not learned to read were presented with index cards with a letter or shape they were to reproduce.  They could either:

  • Trace the image on a page with a dotted outline;
  • Draw it on a blank sheet of paper;
  • Type it on a computer.

A study of their brain waves as they reproduced the shape or letter showed an area of the brain, active when an adult reads and writes, was highly stimulated when the child drew the letter on a blank sheet of paper.  The activation was significantly weaker through the other two processes.

Learning is a complicated process.  When we reproduce letters, or anything else, by hand a plan is required before executing the action.  The end result is highly variable in that it will not exactly represent the original.  Learning to identify variable representations is important to decoding letters when reading.

The research by Virginia Berninger, a psychologist at University of Washington, indicated that when a child who composed text by hand (either printing or cursive) “They not only consistently produced more words more quickly than they did on the keyboard, but expressed more ideas.”

There is also a suggestion of different neuro-pathways being developed in the brain when a child progresses on from printing to cursive writing.

Research at the University of California have reported laboratory and real-world studies of students learning better when they take notes by hand than when they type on a keyboard.

So is it time to throw away the pen and paper and adopt the technology and the keyboard?  Was it time to give up walking when we invented the car?

 

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The Lion’s Luck – by Gordon (aged 10)

Lion with Black EyeIn a hot jungle a big brown lion was sleeping late at night.  He was a big mean lion with a wonderful mane.  When the lion woke up he saw a big deer and started to slowly move towards it.  The deer started to move away but the lion pounced, hit a tree, ‘ouch’ and lost sight of the deer.

Gordon (aged 10)

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The Octopus – by Jacko (Aged 10)

OctopusLate one creepy night at the very bottom of the Pacific Ocean lived an old, slimy octopus. He was weird, feared by all, looked hurt and ugly, and his eyes shone bright red. His tentacles were short and yellow. He smelt like a rotten fish and the carcass of a frog. The octopus was sick and tired of being feared and he wanted it to stop. He wanted to have friends and be liked and so he called an ocean meeting to discuss his loneliness. Later that creepy night stood an unhappy and lonely octopus as he realized that no animal out of the entire Pacific Ocean had come to the meeting.
Jacko (Aged 10)

This is a very sad, rather funny story, about a lonely octopus. Note that Jack has used a simile as he describes the way that the poor old fellow smelt.

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The Magic Flying Carpet – by Dardo (Aged 7)

flying carpetThe small boy is on a magic carpet flying in the clouds with a bird.  He is happy and his bird is flying beside him.  They are on their way to the moon because they are looking for aliens.  They got lost.  They searched for the moon and at last they found it and they went home.
 
Dardo (Aged 7)

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The Pig – by Jacko (aged 10)

Escaping PigEarly one day on an old dairy farm lived a shaggy worn out pig.  This old worn out pig had lived a horrible life on a small dose of food and water.  The pig was tired of living on the farm so he thought to himself, “I have to escape”.  Every day he chewed and chewed at the barbed wire fence until it snapped apart.  The pig was so happy!  Later that day the pig escaped.  In the morning the dairy farmer realised the shaggy worn out pig had escaped.

Jacko (aged 10)

 

At times the writing tutor will challenge the student to write on a topic, in this case a pig.  The student and the tutor have fifteen minutes to come up with a story.  Creative writing can sometimes be creative anxiety, and an anxiety which may leave a child immobilised (and not just children).   You cannot remove anxiety by avoiding the stimulant (the test situation) so we encourage the children to have fun with the pressure of competition.  Once fun is realised pressure dissipates and creativity flows.  This time I have included the tutor’s work, just for fun…

The Singing Pig – by The Tutor (age, not game to say)

Singing PigWhen the rain came at the old tractor factory the pig knew it was going to be a good day.  Slender by pig standards she was a pale skinned pig with a gentle nature.  It was her normal job to sweep the floors and feed the dogs, but not on wet days.  When it rained her task changed to singing for the assembly workers to keep their spirits up.  At morning tea when she had sung her way through Justin Beiber’s songs and was gargling in the bathroom for her next bracket, the sun came out.

The Tutor

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Are Your Expectations Aligned With The Curriculum?

Year 3

Tuition Logo“These are the best years of your life.”, self assuring words spruiked by many a parent and teacher to seven-year old students who do not need reassurance after remembering their potty training years.  They have just cruised through the first two years of primary school, they know all the numbers, the alphabet and can write their name; what else is there to learn?

Year 3 is where many young students realise their world will never be the same again.  It is during this year they discover numbers do not stop at 1,000 but continue all the way to 10,000 and they have to know their order, place value, and be able to recognise if they are odd or even!   Not only that but there are numbers smaller than one that no-one told them about as they are introduced to the fractions 1/2, 1/4, 1/3, and 1/5.

When learning the multiplication table by heart for 2, 3, 5 and 10 no-one warned them about having to manage multiplying a two digit number by a single digit number, without a smart phone.  In fact, they are expected to develop strategies to perform addition and subtraction in their head (mental maths).  Counting on, regrouping and partitioning are all strategies employed to perform mental maths.

It is during this year our students are introduced to metric measurement.  I hear very few complaints from students in our tuition centre about learning measurements.  I simply remind them that learning 1,000 metres equals one  kilometre is much easier than remembering there are 1,760 yards to a mile, 22 yards to a chain, or 16 ounces to a pound.

Yes, there is a lot to learn in Year 3 (and this is only maths) and yes, these may be the best years of their life because Year 5 is ahead of them, but we won’t tell them about that yet.

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The Dark Dragon – by Gordon (aged 9)

DragonIn the windy sky late in the afternoon, a red scary dragon was looking down on the desert.  This dragon was calmly flying for food and enjoying the view.  Just then he saw a mouse and he swooped down for the mouse with his claws that were sharp.  A huge wind broke his control but then the wind stopped.  The dragon had lost his confidence.  The dragon late at night went away.
 
Gordon (aged 9)

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