Today at the FPL a giant Polyphemous moth (unfortunately found dead) provided a small teachable moment about distinguishing moths from butterflies–plus it was so cool and big.
It was such a beautiful day today that, after a brief book talk, and close examination of the moth, we did most of the library activities on the lawn. We did a series of improv exercises–we haven’t done anything dramatic for a while. Nothing planned anyway. We passed invisible balls, introduced ourselves in character, froze poses. Vivienne banged an arm doing an over-enthusiastic pose–after deciding the ice pack was too cold she forgot all about it.
We did a seemingly simple exercise in which two actors improvise a dialogue composed of nothing but questions. It became fiercely competitive–a Super Bowl of the mouth.
Kids dribbled in throughout the gathering. In the end we played team-bocce, then the bicycles abandoned in the driveway were righted and pedaled away.
It was our first week without our four-year volunteer, Jorge, who arrived in Chicago today. We threw him a going away party on Thursday night. My favorite part was the exchange of stories about kids and library events past–who knows, I may be telling the story of today’s gathering–when they are in progress it is like being on a tilt-a-whirl. It is only when the dust settles that they become stories.
A good, cool afternoon at the Front Porch Library.