Friday 10 July 2009

Imagination Progression


I'm not sure how we stumbled upon the website Moshi Monsters, but it seemed almost tailor-made for Kyla. A site where you can adopt a cute monster, feed it, cloth it, grow a garden to attract pets and make friends from all around the world.
She feel in love with it so much that we decided to splash out and get her a membership.
But I think one of the most beneficial aspects isn't the game itself, but how it has stimulated her imagination. One weekend she spent hours at the kitchen bench, hard at work creating her very own monster city. She ended up with over sixty pages of highly detailed maps and characters, and described it all at length.
Then she had a go at making monsters from clay for her and Denver.
They looked fabulous, but then they needed somewhere to live. So she designed a house, which we constructed together.
She glued and cut and painted and sewed. And finally she had made her very own monster house.
Unfortunately her clay figures didn't stand up to the rigours of play, so she made new ones from cardboard. (Denver is Scary, Ky was Spooky).
It just goes to show, that computer time doesn't have to be passive.

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The Word Party

Loving words clutch crimson roses,
Rude words sniff and pick their noses,
Sly words come dressed as foxes,
Short words stand on cardboard boxes,
Common words tell jokes and gabble,
Complicated words play Scrabble,
Swear words stamp around and shout,
Hard words stare eachother out,
Foreign words look lost and shrug,
Careless words trip on the rug,
Long words slouch with stooping shoulders,
Code words carry secret folders,
Silly words flick rubber bands,
Hyphenated words hold hands,
Strong words show off, bending metal,
Sweet words call each other 'petal',
Small words yawn and suck their thumbs,
Till at last the morning comes,
Kind words give out farewell posies....
Snap! The dictionary closes.

-RICHARD EDWARDS.