Flat Stanley Analysis

In first in grade, Sister Rita brought chicken eggs to school, and we tried to hatch them. I remember people bringing in notes saying they have permission to take the chickens home, but I only remember a few actually hatching.
In second grade I made a Flat Stanley and created a book of places I took him. I sent him to Colorado with my aunt and uncle and to the police station with my dad. My mom sent the pictures somewhere to have all of the pictures made into a book, and next thing I know, I have my own personal Flat Stanley book.
Also, in second grade we went on a field trip to the Cleveland Metroparks. A group of students went to the lake and a boy named Ryan Anthony ended up falling into the cold water.
In third grade I broke my left arm and had to wear a pink and orange cast for a month or two during the beginning of spring. It ended
Yates put us in groups and did a walk through of what it was like when slaves tried to leave to get to the Underground Railroad. We walked around the room with the lights off and everyone’s shoes off. She gave us an obstacle and our group had to adapt and continue on without getting caught. I can definitely say I will never forget some of Mrs. Yate’s teaching methods. In fifth grade we took a field trip to see the Cleveland Orchestra, but on the way back to SJJ, one of the buses broke down. Two of the buses had to combine and everyone on the combined bus sang songs the rest of the way back to school. The breakdown ended up holding up the buses back at school from leaving from 5 to 10 minutes.
In sixth grade Morgan and I created an atom using cake, candy, and other foods. We were able to eat it at the end of class, but we couldn’t put a dent in it. I remember my mom searching a bunch of grocery stores for these chocolate snowball cakes and she eventually found them at a gas station. I took us forever to find everything we needed and then to build it, but it was totally worth the wait. It was a delicious