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     A Hedgehog Visitor

 

 

  On the first day of winter, reading teacher Lee Sohl visited both first grade classes to read one of her favorite winter books, The Hat. The book, written and illustrated by Jan Brett, is about a curious little hedgehog that accidentally winds up with a stocking stuck to his prickly spines. Hedgie spends his time trying to convince the farm animals that he really wants to wear the “hat” to keep warm, when all the while he’s actually trying to get the stocking off. The story ends when Lisa, the owner of the stocking, pulls it off Hedgie, only to find that all the other animals took the hedgehog’s advice and are now wearing “hats” of their own from Lisa’s clothesline. Hedgie, free at last, trudges off to his den saying, “How ridiculous they look! Don’t they know that animals should never wear clothes!” Mrs. Sohl’s pet hedgehog came to visit and definitely didn’t wear clothes!

Both first grade classes have learned about Jan Brett’s stories in the classroom and in library class.

 
 





Mrs. Ackerman’s class was excited to meet Mrs. Sohl’s 7-week-old African pygmy hedgehog, who is much smaller than the European Hedgie in the book. Her African name, “Keshia”, means “the favorite.” Pygmy hedgehogs have been bred in this country for many years – Keshia was born in Worcester, Massachusetts!

 
 

Keshia looks almost identical to Jan Brett’s illustration of the curious hedgehog.

 

Mrs. Scruton’s students listened carefully to the book, while waiting patiently to have a chance to pet a hedgehog in real life.

     
 

Keshia is very outgoing (especially considering that she’s nocturnal and would normally have been sleeping at that time). She seemed to enjoy watching the first graders as much as they enjoyed watching her!

 

If Keshia had been nervous, she would have protected herself by curling up in a spiky ball and no one would be able to pet her. Because the children were so quiet and gentle, though, everybody got a chance to feel her short, sharp spines.