Today, in Grade Eight creative writing, Traveller put this picture on an interactive whiteboard, and asked the children to write a creative response. They had to explain how the man in the wall got there.
T watched as the children made themselves ready for the task; they were opening their books, taking out their pens and starting to write. Traveller continued to watch as one boy stared open-mouthed at the screen. After a couple of minutes of this, he raised his hand.
T went over to him.
The conversation went like this.
'Mrs ___________, I'm a little confused. I can't believe there is a man in the wall. How did he get in the wall? What happened to him?'
T started at him, dumbfounded.
The class are silent. Not even a breath can be heard as they await T's answer.
It finally clicked.
'Sam, that isn't really a man in the wall. (laughter arises)
'Oh, really? I thought he was real,' he replies, sure in his response.
'It's a sculpture, Sam.'
Pause. Followed by muffled laughter from the class.
'Ohhhh'.
T watched as the children made themselves ready for the task; they were opening their books, taking out their pens and starting to write. Traveller continued to watch as one boy stared open-mouthed at the screen. After a couple of minutes of this, he raised his hand.
T went over to him.
The conversation went like this.
'Mrs ___________, I'm a little confused. I can't believe there is a man in the wall. How did he get in the wall? What happened to him?'
T started at him, dumbfounded.
The class are silent. Not even a breath can be heard as they await T's answer.
It finally clicked.
'Sam, that isn't really a man in the wall. (laughter arises)
'Oh, really? I thought he was real,' he replies, sure in his response.
'It's a sculpture, Sam.'
Pause. Followed by muffled laughter from the class.
'Ohhhh'.
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