Part of Gabrielle’s schoolwork this morning was a reading review page where there were words written below empty boxes. The assignment was to read the words and then draw a picture of what it was.
She got them all right. Except for “pig.” Above “pig” she had drawn a cluster of flowers.
That’s weird. I know she can read this word.
“Gabby,” I asked her, “why did you draw flowers for this one?”
“Oh,” she answered wrinkling her nose in disgust. “They wanted me to draw a pig there, but I won’t do that.”
