“Who else can show Little New Girl something to do?” called her teacher. “Will you, Robert?” So what did Robert show her? (Give child ample time to think. If he does not respond go on.) Robert took her over to the shelves and showed her the paper and crayons. “You can draw ever so many pictures,” said Robert.

Then Virginia said, “Let me show Little New Girl something.” So what did Virginia show her?—Virginia showed her the horses and wagons. “You can harness them up,” said Virginia.

Then Craig said, “Let me show Little New Girl something.” So what did Craig show her?—Craig showed her the beads. “You can string them in strings,” said Craig.

Then Peter said, “Let me show Little New Girl something.” So what did Peter show her?—Peter showed her the clay. “You can make anything you want out of it,” said Peter.

Then Tom said, “Let me show Little New Girl something.” So what did Tom show her? Tom showed her the saw and hammer and nails. “You can saw or hammer nails,” said Tom.

Then Barbara said, “Let me show Little New Girl something.” So what did Barbara show her? Barbara showed her the paper and scissors. “You can cut out anything you want,” said Barbara.

“Now Little New Girl, what do you want to do?” said her teacher. And this time the little girl jumped right up and down and said, “I’m glad! I want to do everything.” “But which thing first?” asked her teacher. “Let me watch,” the Little New Girl said.

So Little New Girl stood quite still. She saw Robert go and get some paper and crayons and sit down at his little table to draw. She saw Virginia get some horses and harness and sit down at her little table to harness them. She saw Craig get some beads and sit down at his little table to string them. She saw Peter get the clay and sit down at his little table to model. She saw Tom go to the bench and begin to saw a piece of wood. She saw Barbara get some paper and scissors and paste and sit down at her little table to cut out and to paste.

Then she said, “I want to draw first.” So she took some paper and some colored crayons and she sat down at a little table near the window looking out on the garden. There she drew and she drew and she drew. And she didn’t feel like a Little New Girl at all for now she knew where everything was and she knew all the children and she knew her teacher.