Each year, right around Halloween, my neighbor, Mr. Neewollah, comes to my classroom for a visit. He is a man of few words. As a matter of fact, he doesn't talk at all. He shuffles in the classroom, "reads" Tell Me a Scary Story (with the help of the CD player and a page turner), leaves the class awestruck with a bag of treats and heads back to his quiet home next door to mine. I am thankful for Mr. Neewollah. Over the years, he has created many surprised faces with wide eyes!
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Mr. Neewollah's Yearly Visit
Each year, right around Halloween, my neighbor, Mr. Neewollah, comes to my classroom for a visit. He is a man of few words. As a matter of fact, he doesn't talk at all. He shuffles in the classroom, "reads" Tell Me a Scary Story (with the help of the CD player and a page turner), leaves the class awestruck with a bag of treats and heads back to his quiet home next door to mine. I am thankful for Mr. Neewollah. Over the years, he has created many surprised faces with wide eyes!
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