The House With 13 Stories
In a discussion about where we live and who we live with, my students decided to use the language of numbers, something they already knew a bit about, to have a silly conversation. We drew our homes and families, created homes with loose parts, described them, what we had in them and talked about the differences between homes and apartments.
"100, I do" declared, Kseniia
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A Family |
your home?
Do you have neighbors?
How do you get to your home?
What floor do you live on, what number?
Do you have neighbors?
How do you get to your home?
What floor do you live on, what number?
"100, I do" declared, Kseniia
"No, no 1million, soooo tall!" yelled Gennady
"Five MILLION!! We see the plane and clouds. "lLaughed Alex
We laughed together and I showed my surprise and I asked:
"How long does the elevator take? How many stairs are there? If you walk up and down how will you feel? What can you see out your window?"
We acted out walking up the stairs panting, breathing, moaning, breathing, then falling to the floor in exhaustion at the top. And from this short conversation came...
The House with Thirteen Stories
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You can see floor 10 is a skinny floor. It was accidental. So we talked about what small things would fit. They chooses spiders. All added to the story of the spiders on the 10th floor. |
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