In the language session we wrote letters to Santa, what a lovely lesson. The children were appalled at how greedy and rude Tony was and how messy and and poorly spelt David's was. They oohd and ahd over my computer generated one and how tidy and polite mine was. What wonderful pieces of writing they produced, they were so tidy and clean too. One girl finally managed to get finger spaces between her words. Thats her first time. She was my star writer. It was such a shame I had to part with the letters . Just can't risk them being found. We send them off to Santa, the post office respond. Just as the magical air began to die out in class I sent two children up to the office to ask the secretary for an envelope we can send to the North Pole. An "Ohhhhhhhhhh" rippled around the room, "thats where Santa lives" .. and the magic began again. Tomorrow we start our Christmas post and advent calendars.