My Name is Lizzie Flynn builds a new quilt

Today I was in a wonderful primary school in the west of Melbourne, visiting Yr 2 and Yr 3 children.
As well as talking about the writing of the book, a student dressed in apron and bonnet and we talked about the things that were different in 1841.

And then they made their own 'patches' for a classroom quilt. It was fabulous to see the creativity and the different patterns they developed. The second group had less time (because we - okay I - lost track of time) but they were well on the way to creating their own images.

It was a lovely, very new school (only six years old) but was filled with enthusiastic students and wonderful teachers.