What's small, round and cute, fits nicely into the palm of your little hand, is able-to-see-quite-well-thank-you-very-much through a pair of plastic wiggle eyes, lives in a box, swims in a puddle, climbs on the rocks, snaps at a mosquito, snaps at a flea, snaps at a minnow, snaps at me, and goes pokin' along on a string after being made at grandma's house on an afternoon full of sunshine and fun?
Pet turtles for everybody?
Pet turtles for everybody! YES!
|2013 version of my original creation|
Wish I still had the first one!
I also remember stringing together paper caps, ones diligently saved from glass bottles that delivered morning snack milk. Stupid white yarn! It snarled at me and tangled, and in frustration I tossed it beneath my table. The dark shadow that immediately appeared behind me was Sister Conrad. She called me a naughty girl and made me retrieve and complete it. Who in their right mind would ever want to wear the "belt" that bungled mess eventually became? Not me.
And those two projects - the very best and the very worst - are the only ones I remember from my inaugural year as a student.
In our family, everything's a cat toy! Bree's pet, Ted, thinks she made this one for him.
Draw a free hand turtle outline a bit larger than the walnut half on card stock and cut it out. Kids can paint the shell and draw features on the body. Cut a hole a bit smaller than a marble in the center of paper turtle. Place marble inside the shell and glue body in place over it. Pull a needle with a long length of heavy thread through the nose and knot to complete.
|Buttons? Glue? All gone?|
And you think I might know where they went?
*Vachel Lindsay wrote The Little Turtle poem for his niece in 1918, well before even I was born! (really!)