In September the farm and the chickens came to visit
Learning about Sprout Creek Farm is a big part of the kindergarten curriculum but what exactly are they learning? Readers of this blog know I am a supporter of all things kindergarten but some things just go too far.
Take this morning for instance.
In the active play area hay bales and straw were being hauled by the pulley into the barn for the animals.
I asked a few idiotic adult questions about what was being hauled and why. It was for the chickens. Obviously.
Back against the wall two boys wearing yellow paper chicken heads sat side by side in a cardboard crate.
“We’re not chickens. We are roosters. We are boys so we are roosters. We are laying eggs in the box.”
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