Dear Mrs. Regan,
I want to be part of Literature Leadership. I want to be part of it because I'm SUPER good at reading and I love to do it. I once read a 565 page book in only one week! I also feel the need to help others. I have lots of experience with little kids. I have a friend who has two little brothers. One is seven and is in second grade, and the other is three and does not yet go to school. Sometimes my sister babysits them and I go too. I usually keep them entertained the most. I also want to be a leader. I think I'm a good leader because I like to control things. Whenever I'm in control things ALWAYS turn out great.
Sincerely,
CALVIN!
Sunday, October 23, 2011
I Hear There's an Opening for President Next Year
Calvin told me he wanted to be a Literature Leader at school. Apparently this is where fourth graders go to second grade and help out with reading groups. The following is the letter he wrote explaining why he wanted this position.
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Don't Give Him Any Ideas
(Guest Post by Mr. Mini-Whats)
Last night I took Calvin to see the stage-musical version of Shrek. As we were sitting in our seats waiting for the show to start, two older gentlemen came and sat next to us.
The man next to Calvin introduced himself and began talking with him and joking. He talked about how sometimes he takes off his artificial leg and hits people with it (reminding me of Arrested Development - "let that be a lesson…"). He told Calvin he knew Calvin was really there to see the pretty girl dancers in tight costumes. He mentioned to Calvin that he knew it was past his bedtime, but if Calvin started to drift off, he would give him a little elbow in the ribs to keep him awake. Few people have ever got so many "Grrrr's" out of Calvin at once. I was having a great time.
Just before intermission, the gentlemen unexpectedly laughed so hard he almost fell out of his chair. There was nothing particularly funny at that moment on stage. Fortunately it was during a loud musical number, or it would have been really awkward.
At intermission, as I was getting ready to follow Calvin out to the snack bar, he explained his outburst. He had started dozing off, and Calvin had nudged him in the ribs with his elbow to keep him awake.
Score 1 for Calvin!
Last night I took Calvin to see the stage-musical version of Shrek. As we were sitting in our seats waiting for the show to start, two older gentlemen came and sat next to us.
The man next to Calvin introduced himself and began talking with him and joking. He talked about how sometimes he takes off his artificial leg and hits people with it (reminding me of Arrested Development - "let that be a lesson…"). He told Calvin he knew Calvin was really there to see the pretty girl dancers in tight costumes. He mentioned to Calvin that he knew it was past his bedtime, but if Calvin started to drift off, he would give him a little elbow in the ribs to keep him awake. Few people have ever got so many "Grrrr's" out of Calvin at once. I was having a great time.
Just before intermission, the gentlemen unexpectedly laughed so hard he almost fell out of his chair. There was nothing particularly funny at that moment on stage. Fortunately it was during a loud musical number, or it would have been really awkward.
At intermission, as I was getting ready to follow Calvin out to the snack bar, he explained his outburst. He had started dozing off, and Calvin had nudged him in the ribs with his elbow to keep him awake.
Score 1 for Calvin!
Conversations With the Georges
Rose: I love these shoes! I love the way they make me feel. I feel old.
Calvin: I feel awesome.
Rose: Maybe it's because they're so high.
Calvin: Maybe it's because I am.
Calvin: I feel awesome.
Rose: Maybe it's because they're so high.
Calvin: Maybe it's because I am.
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