Writing From Aidan's Kindergarten Class...

Look at that! Another two months gone by in a blink. Damn.

Anyway, posted this over on Facebook last night, but will doubledown here to keep some of our audience in the loop:

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Every kid in Aidan's kindergarten writes a story a week in what they call "Writer's Workshop." The stories are collected into little books and shared with the parents. We have Book 2 tonite, and includes some real classics. Here's one of my favorites:

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ANIMALS IN MY HOUSE
by Luke, Age 5
I said, "Animal, get away from me!" I went upstairs and there was an alligator living on my stairs. I went in my room and there were foxes jumping on my bed. I went downstairs and there were chipmunks eating my dinner. I went down in the basement and all I saw was bunnies jumping all over and eating the sofa! I got an electric fence in the basement but the bunnies jumped over it and got eaten by alligators. Then, the bunnies in the stomach of the alligator ate the alligator. The foxes ate the chipmunks and from inside, the chipmunks ate the foxes. Then there was no more things.
The End
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I know, right?! It's a bit expected right up until those bunnies start eating their way out of the stomach of the alligators. Then it's a scene from Cormac McCarthy. Delicious. Here's another:

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THE DARK KNIGHT
by Anthony, Age 5
The Joker is fishing and catches Batman. And Batman pulls the fishing rod into the water while the Joker was holding on to it. Then Batman swims up from the water to the surface. Joker gets eaten by a shark. Batman goes back to the manor.
The End
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All in day's work for Batman! And I bet ol' Heath Ledger would have preferred being eaten by a shark. Most of the boys' stories run that way – lots of action, followed by a violent ending with a twist. Just like college.

Most of the girls' stories involve walks in the sun to the park or through a garden or to Antarctica to frolic with penguins and their parents. Still, in time for Halloween, one girl offers up this chilling tale of ultimate horror:

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SOMETHING IS IN THE CLOSET
by Kelly, Age 5
I was outside my closet and I wanted to go inside.
I heard a laugh inside my closet.
I was afraid to go inside.
I went inside anyway and I saw somebody else inside my closet!
And then I said "Mommy, look, there is someone inside my closet!!!"
And it was my baby brother. And my other baby brother.
The End
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Ah, good stuff.