The School bell rang, as it signaled the school children to sit down. Miss. Rita’s schoolhouse was a quaint
cottage atop a small hill lined with flowers of all kinds. Children flocked from all over the village to hear
what she had to say, and to learn what she had to teach. Today, however, was a extra special day, due to a
certain teaching method that she had in store.
cottage atop a small hill lined with flowers of all kinds. Children flocked from all over the village to hear
what she had to say, and to learn what she had to teach. Today, however, was a extra special day, due to a
certain teaching method that she had in store.
“Hello class!” The joyful teacher said with a bright tone. “Are you ready for today?”. Her question was
meant by an encore of cheers as she gently extracted eleven carefully crafted pouches out of her bag.
Eleven children attentively watched as miss. Rita plucked up a white piece of chalk and begin to write.
When she backed away from her board, delicate scribbles graced the once clean board. The puzzled
children looked up to their teacher. Miss. Rita pointed her chalk to a small girl in the back of the room.
“Yes Annabelle?”.
meant by an encore of cheers as she gently extracted eleven carefully crafted pouches out of her bag.
Eleven children attentively watched as miss. Rita plucked up a white piece of chalk and begin to write.
When she backed away from her board, delicate scribbles graced the once clean board. The puzzled
children looked up to their teacher. Miss. Rita pointed her chalk to a small girl in the back of the room.
“Yes Annabelle?”.
“Why did you leave curly lines on the board? Is this an art project?” The girl sputtered as her tongue
slipped through previously filled gaps.
slipped through previously filled gaps.
“No Annabelle, this is cursive!” The teacher beamed picking up one of the little pouches on the table and
pointing to a name. “Each one of these pouches contains a surprise toy or sweet. You can earn the prize
is by telling me what the board says!”. “Devan, please come up and pass out these papers!” Miss. Rita
called, causing the boy to jump out of his seat and scramble to the paper.
pointing to a name. “Each one of these pouches contains a surprise toy or sweet. You can earn the prize
is by telling me what the board says!”. “Devan, please come up and pass out these papers!” Miss. Rita
called, causing the boy to jump out of his seat and scramble to the paper.
Once the paper was passed out, the students got to work, using the rubric. “I got it!” Annabelle squeaked
as she triumphantly Walked up to her teacher and whispered something into her ear. Her teacher smiled
and handed her the pouch, which was promptly torn open to reveal a hand full of gummy worms.
as she triumphantly Walked up to her teacher and whispered something into her ear. Her teacher smiled
and handed her the pouch, which was promptly torn open to reveal a hand full of gummy worms.
One by one, the students received their surprises. “Good Job class, as you know, the writing means…”
Miss Rita never got to finish that thought as monster barged into the room and ate them all.
Miss Rita never got to finish that thought as monster barged into the room and ate them all.
