Tuesday, October 18, 2011
I got there just before the kids arrived: all 13 of them from the local K-3 school. Then another little girl arrived a bit later; home schooler? They all got themselves arranged at tables where the priority was eating something. Everyone had some apple juice and an oatmeal or a pumpkin/chocolate chip cookies. Then the leader began the explanation of what was going to happen next. Tables had been set up with supplies and each table had slightly different supplies, depending upon what the kids wanted to make.
"Can we make more than one?" from a little boy.
"Can we have another cupcake," from a little girl.
The extra cupcake issue was generously addressed (everybody got one more cupcake OR one more cookie) and then we (the 14 kids and me) were set free to do our will with the goods.
In no time at all, masks were on faces, finger puppets were produced, and addition rounds of masks were being undertaken. I had the advantage of being an adult (only adults were allowed to use glue guns, which were required for feather use; a rule objected to by one little boy who noted to his seat partner that he used glue guns all the time). Not only was I an adults with privileges but I also carry a good pair of scissors in my puirse for cloth cutting, which possibility the kids were entirely bereft of.