Today we read Big Cat.
There are many beginning-reader stories
about big cats.
Yet, there is something amazing that happens,
every single time, as beginning writers
find their stride
grappling with sounds in
phonetically-regular words.
So, after reading Big Cat,
we shared the writing.
I controlled the pen,
they did the thinking.
We wrote about big cat's
thinking (in the bubble).
I wanted a happy cat; however,
my boys wanted the cat to be mad,
so I made his face grimacing and
his bubble thinking, "I am mad."
Then, each of them eagerly grabbed their own pencils,
drew their own Big Cats,
gave their own Big Cat a thinking bubble
and wrote what their Big Cat was thinking.
I saw the writing emerge,
eagerly, excitedly.
"I im hB,"
certainly made me happy!
to represent a complete sentence about their Big Cat.
Seizing the energy of the moment,
he drafted a complete wonderful sentence,
"Big cat is happy."
This is not the first time
I've watched a beginning writer find his stride.
This is not the first time
I've drafted a quick mentor text.
This is not the first time
I was happy we had read Big Cat.
Every single time those fingers
take control of the pencil,
it's an exciting, fabulous miracle.
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