“Can you make me one?” Another student asks C, holding a piece of blank paper.
I could only see her back, but I could tell C just wanted to use her sacred ten minutes of quiet time to read her book. She had spent countless quiet times making them for the other students in the class and I could see in her body language that she was torn. She didn’t want to tell him no, but she also just wanted to read.
I took pity on her and did what I had been avoiding for weeks.
“Let C read. Come here and I will make it for you,” I told the student.
I saw disbelief in his eyes as he walked toward me. However, I also saw C’s body relax and slide back into her book. And that made what I knew was coming (lots and lots of folding) completely worth it.
“You can make fortune tellers?!?” he and several other students nearby said in disbelief.
“Yes, I can make fortune tellers. This isn’t a new thing. I used to make them when I was your age,” I told them and they watched as I started folding.
And so it started – my week of making fortune tellers, teaching second graders to make fortune tellers, and then fixing the fortune tellers that the students didn’t fold carefully enough….
Now to find something to distract them for their obsession with fortune tellers…
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