Did you have show and tell as a kid?
I have a vague recollection of knowing what it was but never having actually practiced it in any of my classrooms growing up.
My Mom does something with her middle school children where they get a chance to share, like show and tell, one day each week. I love some of the stories she’s shared with me. I associate middle school with a nightmarish social scene, and knowing that there are some kids out there having good, emotionally safe experiences is great!
So Austin got to take us on a show-and-tell tour of some of his favorite “work” he chooses at his Montessori school.
It was such a fascinating experience to see my son in a completely different context. He was attentive to details, he was respectful of the materials and space. The kids use real glass dishes and such. He was focused…he was an enthusiastic professional in each “work” he showed us.
It was wild to watch Gabe’s untrained enthusiasm derail the ordered predictability in Austin’s experience. When big brother is in school, he and ALL the children must treat each material a specific way. They receive lessons on it, they practice and practice them, there is protocol.
A two year old in the mix was a hard thing to manage. He was SO eager to be involved, included, to explore. But of course he has had no lessons nor did we have time to perform one on each activity. So rather than getting a mat to do the number sticks (this is not their “correct” name), he just did it on the shelf.
Austin’s togetherness deteriorated into this frantic pace, desperate to have his classroom back under control. Makes me wonder what the best thing to do is.
But overall, it was wonderful to hear how he teaches the younger children to fold laundry (really!?! I have GOT to get on this wagon). We saw his projects, which we were impressed with (more to come when it comes home). We were tutored in the numerous steps involved in washing one’s hands in the wash basin. So careful and purposeful the kids move.
His activity was pretty cool too though…
Yes, other than Monday, the high of every day for my bigger boy is “Going to school” and the low is often “When I had to leave school.”
Sigh of relief. Wash of excitement.
School can be so wonderful.
Did you get to do Show and Tell as a kid? Any memorable ones?