In February, my son brought home two balloons from an uncle's and aunt's joint birthday party. We spent days batting those balloons back and forth. They were a great way to relieve pent-up energy without destroying the house.
An idea formed. I could release some of the pent-up energy of my five kindergarteners and teach them Hebrew at the same time. I put the five Hebrew letters we were learning on different balloons and devised a game of batting, catching and freezing -- at which point someone had to announce what letter they held and say a Hebrew word that began with the letter. The kids had tremendous fun.
My son brought home a big yellow balloon from preschool last month. He shared with me a game of catch they had played at school. He'd smile brightly each time we caught the balloon.
Last week, Grandma Edna sent him a whole package of balloons in the mail. We blew up several and have been playing a game where we each use one balloon as a bat with which to keep other balloons up in the air. Some of these balloons are shaped like birds, snakes and caterpillars. We even decorated a long skinny orange one like a carrot and gave it to Grandpa Cook to not put in his garden for Father's Day.
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