I watched a video about big bird and the alphabet, and it reminded me of a story.
This past fall, Tim and I had the opportunity to babysit our neice and nephew, Samantha and Sawyer. We had a lot of fun, and mostly did crafts and played with toys. My neice Sammy did something that I thought was really cute.
We were drawing with crayons on construction paper, and I drew a big pumpkin for Sammy, and wrote the word PUMPKIN underneath. I told her, “look, it says pumpkin!”
A few minutes later, I glanced at her paper, and she had written SAM in big letters across the top of her paper.
“It’s your name!” I exclaimed.
“Yep.” she said, and proceeded to write SAM again, underneath the first. “This says ’scissors,’” she pointed.
“But, that’s your name…” I hesitated. I decided that S, A, and M must be the only letters she knew.
“No, this says ’scissors,’” she insisted. Then she said to me, as if she was my teacher and I was the 5 year old, “You see, I can use letters to make my own words.”
