At school, the girl’s teachers write down stories that she dictates.  They do this in yellow highlighter and then she traces over the letters.  I love reading these stories, though sometimes they can have some, er, surprises.  Here’s one from last week:

“A dragon went by a huge, huge monster. They were friends together. Now Mickey Mouse was coming near the monster to eat. So the monster ate Mickey’s eyes. Mickey was in the monster’s belly. Now the giant (yest, giant) was so tired. The nice dragon did fire at the giant. He was dead. Mickey Mouse came out of him. Then Mickey went back to his family.”

Betrayal, firefight, friendship, loss–it’s all there, people. (Or did someone have an alternate analysis?)