The big disappointment of our preschool study of birds is the reluctance of birds to come to our birdfeeder outside the class window. It may be time to bite the bullet and move the feeder to a different side of the building. This is my current three a.m. fret.
The children are enjoying working with a small box of parrot feathers. They count feathers, arrange them in order by size, look at them with the magnifying glass, and make feather pictures.
This student's feather design tickled me. The bird has the footwork of R. Crumb's old "Keep On Truckin'" comic drawings from the early Seventies.
In art class, we are still using letters and basic shapes to start our bird drawings. We made a parrot using a raindrop and a large S. We were sure to give our parrots little surfer shorts. Back when Bob the Bird had his broken leg I realized the importance of bird shorts. Poor Bob looked so strange without the feathers at the top of his leg.
The children painted their parrots bright green, red, and orange--no Norwegian Blues. I'll post some of their images soon. In the meantime, I might have to find that Tom Robbins book about the parrot and the pyramid, Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates.
© 2008 Nancy L. Ruder