Purple Dragn

This week Georgia brought home a project she did a few weeks ago, in one of the first days of first grade. The kids were given writing prompts about each of the colors of the rainbow (“Red is…”, “Orange is…”, etc), and asked to draw a picture and then finish the sentence prompt to describe it. Since Georgia is all about animals, her pictures and sentences had a very zoological bent, as in her response for the color orange:

But she saved the best for last. For the color purple they either didn’t get the “Purple is…” prompt, or else Georgia decided to be a rebel and ditch it. But it was the sentence and the image illustrated that really shows where she’s at.

To translate from Georgia’s attempted spelling, that reads something like this:

What has fiery breath? What am I?
I am a purple dragon.

I like the firefighters trying in vain to put out the fire on the left (Georgia explains that they are “throwing water on the burning building, but it isn’t going to work”), and the citizen on the right running screaming in terror.

That’s my kid, y’all.