A Day with Potatoes

Mon, Sept 17

During our first circle, we poured our potatoes onto a huge sheet in the middle of our carpet. We were amazed at the amount of potatoes, the shapes, the colours and the markings. We heard many "ahhhhs" and shrieks of excitement. We then decided to categorize them according to variety - Yukon Gold, Red Pontiac and Russet.

Our Estimates

We all tried our hands at guessing the total number of potatoes. The children were very interested in numbers and presented some very interesting estimates. We had a huge range, from 2 to 6000. My favourite guesses were "six five teen" and "13 to 11 to 21".

We peeled and cut. Pieces of potato were flying everywhere. I heard "It's wet", "These are too hard", and " I like cutting this". "Potato juice" as titled by one child, threw a few children into a laughing fit.

We mashed- even with our superhero costume gloves.

We ate and ate and ate until we could not eat anymore!

Other fascinating ideas throughout the day:

"The worm is good because it goes into the seed, the water makes the plant grow really fast. If the soil is really dry, water it. Sunlight is really good for the plant.The sunlight goes into the seed and makes energy for the plant to grow" ( Loreli)

"Plants need sun" (Brooke)

"Rain is good for the plant" (Sidney)

"(Bees) collect nectar to make honey" (Loreli)

"Honey, honey, honey" (Little Emily)

Amazing children!

Emily

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