A Spritely Poem

We attend a local homeschool community called Classical Conversations.

This program begins at the age of 4 with Foundations, then moves into the grammar stage when your child reaches the age of 9.

In this stage they begin studying and implementing the proper styles and techniques of writing.

What I didn’t expect, is between papers, sentence diagramming, chart copying, and more, an enjoyment and confidence in writing would emerge.

Sprite reading her paper aloud to her class.

On her own, she’s written multiple shorts and created some amazing story ideas.

The following is one she wrote while winding down for bed.


No toilet paper

It’s covid-19

the toilet is clogged

my bottom is dirty

my underwear is itchy

why why why why are all the stores closed?

Mom yells from the bathroom, “why is there no toilet paper?!”

Finally, Daddy comes with some rolls

We are so glad because Daddy remembered

But, we ran out of it again

Now, everyone is yelling from the bathroom


Apparently, lack of toilet paper is a common enough occurrence in our house that it can easily become a quick writing topic.

So, this just might be based on real-life…

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