EGGY PEGGY

Eggy who?? Let me explain. I am currently relief teaching the Year 6 class at Te Uku Primary School. They are a neat bunch of children who consistently work hard and produce quality creative work. We have a lot of laughs together. 
Getting to know the class, I observed eight girls working on their Eggy Peggy project without teacher/parental initiation, intervention or guidance during a recent Friday afternoon ‘Golden Time’ (free choice activities). Intrigued I asked ‘the boss’, Hannah and the ‘organiser’, Mayley what this Eggy Peggy thing was and to my delight found out that they were working on their own version of a kindness project. The other members of the group Anita, Samara, Izzy, Faye and Lola (Pip is overseas) ambled over to our conversation. “Well” said Mayley,  “We make egg shaped animals on thick paper and decorate them” Phone orders are then packaged up and hand delivered to customers. Their product name certainly fits! 
Hannah went on to say, “It’s a kind thing to do because you’re giving. It’s fun, it’s free and it encourages our creativity.” Their advertising poster whimsically states ‘For all your eggy pet needs’. The girls then added together, “We just do it and it’s really exciting when new orders come in.” I should add that the girls often give up time after school and most weekends to get the orders out. 

POINTS to PONDER 
What a joy it is when we find kindness happening between children. As adults, we can always learn from their example…
Kindness and creativity go together as they can enhance and develop each other. 
Being kind requires action. It can often take perseverance, commitment, sacrifice and teamwork. 
      
 


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