Little do the kids know, this is going to morph into a unit about social change, bureaucracy, and democracy. Hopefully we will write letters and advocate for ourselves.
But in the meantime, the kids had to take notes about what they saw in the neighborhood. Armed with clipboards, they walked along and jotted down things like, "dog poop" and "tree" and "bodega" and "my cousin."
Today we organized our notes into categories. To be expected, categories included "places to get food" and "places people work at." But then one of the smallest students, the one who hops and giggles, said in her small voice that we needed a category of "things that make us sad."
Everyone agreed. So far, the list includes garbage and broken glass. I'm glad it doesn't have other things on it yet.
Sigh.
But who knows? Maybe we'll get more trash cans and convince the city to collect the garbage regularly. Letters from six year olds can be very persuasive.
Brave Bunny was most impressed by your perspicacious small student, and indulged in a bit of reflection because of her insight. From his perspective, the saddest things are not objects or even rubbish, but rather include some tragic ideas, philosophies, and people.
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