Conceptually, this is a cool project.
I decided I was going to do my block with no help from my parents. I also decided I was going to make it only using toothpicks, construction paper, tape and my only tools would be scissors. Nothing else. These were all materials I really liked when I was little (especially toothpicks and tape). I made up new ways of combining toothpicks so that they would be flexible, one way was by stripping down the tape into small strips and individually connecting the toothpicks into a flexible horizontal surface. I made houses, roads, fences, etc, on my little base that I was allotted. I was pretty happy with it in the end.
However, when I took it to school I was dismayed. It was pretty obvious that everyone else had a lot of "help" from their parents. They made tall skyscrapers out of milk cartons and paper towel rolls, huge apartment buildings with shoeboxes, etc. And here I had my little neighborhood made out of toothpicks and construction paper.
Not only was mine inferior to the others, but I received a pretty low grade on it. I can't remember what the grade was or why, but I think I got a C like I didn't put in enough effort. Except that I had spent hours working on it, coming up with building techniques - and I did it all by myself.
This is kind of how it always was with me in art classes in the lower grades. One year I had to do a diorama, I think it was 5th grade, and I did mine on The Andromeda Strain by Michael Crichton. (I was really into Michael Crichton in 5th and 6th grade) I made mine out of a wooden cigar box that I had gotten from some carnival, which opened from the top and latched closed. And inside I made a small town with no people, just a car and some trees and houses with dark windows, and maybe there was one dead person (ha!). I thought I was being innovative for using something other than a shoebox to house the diorama, that played a part in telling the story (you could latch it closed like the quarantine area) as well as using a book that was by far above the 5th grade level. I think I might have gotten a B.
I think it wasn't until high school that people understood what I was doing and started to get good grades in art classes.