Dear Oak,
There was a bin with googly eyes, feathers, sparkly things, oak balls, wood chips, twigs, dirt, leaves, and other treasures. You joined me as I hunted through this bin. You pulled out treasures and sparkly things to give your mom. You found a sparkly cat. You collected your treasures on the side of the sandbox. You thought your mom would feel happy looking at them.
A second person joined us and went on her own treasure hunt. She collected her finds in a little blue net. Hers were different then yours. You each had your own idea of what was a treasure. She hunted differently too. She swept everything to the side and looked at what remained. You used your hands to move the top layer away.
Both of you used your eyes and hands to search. She wanted to give the treasures to her mother and her father.
A third person joined us. She collected only the beans. She’d brought a coffee filter over in order to lay her treasures on top. The beans were mostly a creamy beige and lightly colored and blended in with the leaves, twigs, wood chips, and dirt. They didn’t stand out like the brightly colored and sparkly treasures.
I wonder how she spotted them.
Love,
Teacher Michelle