EAS 409 (Digital Notebook for play)

  Today’s class was a journey, one that took me through creativity, collaboration, and self-expression. But if I had to pick the most powerful part, it was the Meta-Moment at the end, when we sketched our emotions on our fingers. It wasn’t just about drawing cute emojis; it was about translating my feelings onto something as personal as my hands, something I could see and touch. The session began with an introduction to developmental play , a concept that highlights how play is not just a form of entertainment but a crucial part of a child's growth. Developmental play fosters cognitive, social, emotional, and physical development , allowing children to explore their surroundings, build creativity, and develop problem-solving skills. As we learned about different types of play, I realized how essential they are in shaping a child's ability to think, communicate, and engage with the world. When we were asked to choose a specific type of developmental play and create an acti...

  Our tutor have this unique way of making lessons interesting. That afternoon, when madam asked us to step outside to observe nature, choose a tree, and create a story, I wandered through the lawn of Manjushree hall. My eyes landed on a small tree with bright red flowers beside the staircase of the hall. It stood out against the dry grass, almost as if it didn’t belong there. Something about it felt different, as if it had a story of its own waiting to be told. I decided that this would be my tree. Sitting down beside it, I let my mind wander. What if this tree could talk? What if it had secrets to share? With these thoughts swirling in my head, I began to write. This is the story that came to life from that little red tree. The Talking   Tree When I was a child, I discovered a strange tree on the hillside near my home. It stood alone in the dry grass, its branches heavy with bright red flowers. Something about it felt different,  magical✨. One afternoon, after a pa...

  Writing about my best childhood play memory makes me relive those beautiful days of the past. One of my favorite games was Goti (Five Stones). It was such a simple game, yet it brought so much joy. I remember sitting on the ground with my friends, excited to play. We each had five small stones, tossing and catching them in different patterns. It needed focus and quick hands, but more than that, it was just pure fun.   The best part was the laughter we shared. We cheered when someone did well and laughed when someone dropped the stones. Every time I completed a difficult step, I felt so proud and happy. Life was simple then—just play, laughter, and friendship. Now, as I think about it, I realize how special those moments were. Even today, when I see small stones on the ground, I can’t help but smile, remembering those carefree days of playing Goti with my friends. Thinking about those childhood days fills my heart with warmth. Back then, we didn’t need expensive toys or gad...