The week before St. Patrick's Day, my class wrote letters to the Leprechaun and asked him to visit our classroom. We made "traps" that looked like green presents in hope that one of us would catch him and get his gold.
One little boy must have had a flashback to our Gingerbread man adventure because he asked, "If we catch him, we aren't going to eat him, are we?"
About Me
- Ruth
- I live on a small farm in Northern Rhode Island with my husband, three children, three dogs, two horses, one barn cat and an assortment of chickens. If there is a happier place on Earth, I haven't found it.
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