My 3rd grade class started reading a strange book called "The Little Match Girl" this week. It is the story of a poor girl who lives with her verbally abusive father and is forced to sell matches on the street to support his drinking problem. The story culminates with the girl succumbing to hypothermia and dying in the street. I feel like life is enough of a pain in the ass as you mature and get older, and am not sure why eight year olds need to swallow this bitter reality pill. So I helped them change the story. Firstly, we changed the girl in the story to a silk worm (the kids are currently raising silk worms). Silk worm in Chinese is pronounced chanbaobao. Then we added two chapters to the story where the silk worm isn't dead. She changes into a moth and gets revenge on her father by throwing a grenade into his house and blowing him up. Then they illustrated the new chapters. Now that's my kind of story.
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