I think there should be a new law:
Every time a school sends home a duplicate form they have to plant a new tree.
A rant is forming in my head but I’m not gonna give in to it. 😜 But if that law existed, we’d be living in a very dense forest by now.
Years ago I taught my very young child how to memorize something for school. I said:
Repetition is key. Write it down over and over again until you feel comfortable.
After some resistance and push back, she tried it out. Little girls, it seemed, were attracted to doodling with colorful markers.
I have been debating on and off whether I should write this post.
The struggle is so real to me that I have to physically hold myself back from letting it get the best of me because if I do that, the push back may be permanent. And I can’t let that happen – kids need support in ways that wasn’t prevalent in my day. And it’s not just the internet, there are other things going on. Things that didn’t seem to be so up front and in your face in my day the way they are today.
But at the same time, I also question the sanity of this society at times. How is it we push kids onto career paths earlier and earlier with every generation?
I was talking with my chiropractor a few weeks ago whose daughter is the same age as my son; both are in grade 8 and visiting high school open houses to determine the next step. His words resonate loud and clear in my head:
“They’re only 13, they’re still children.” Continue reading
Last night I asked my son about school. From there the topic continued and I brought up my blog post about unschooling.
I asked them if they remembered their grandmother telling us the story about her playing hooky in Kindergarten. Continue reading
When my mom was a Kindergarten-aged child in the late 1940s, she regularly skipped class.
No one kept attendance, it seems. Or if they did it wasn’t as rigid as it is today with automated phone calls and amber alerts all over media…
For added perspective: try to imagine a small city in Switzerland, near the metropolitan city of Zürich, during the late 1940s and early 1950s…kids in general were not really parented in the way that we do it today.
I think most of us know this. 🙂
So anyway, here is my mom as a child, with long, brown braids, marching off to Kindergarten every morning while her mom tended to several younger girls at home.
Except, on some days, my mom didn’t go to Kindergarten at all. Just decided it was much more interesting to hang around anywhere else. 😉
Every day my teen comes home from school and asks for pizza. thanks
Stress and anxiety were my first emotions of the day today. The tone of what happened last night stayed with me and carried into Monday.
Not a good way to start a busy week. (Had to do with fortnite, don’t even ask…) Continue reading
Every day they want to eat dinner. Right?
This means someone’s gotta cook. That would be me. Good thing I don’t mind cooking, most days…
The other day my mom was telling me she was out at lunchtime. She noticed long lineups at fast food joints located around some schools. She looked closer and it was all middle school and high school kids, waiting in line for a burger and fries, or some such junk.
She was astonished and so am I. I mean, I know kids buy food at these places, but every day at lunch?
My question is, at what point do kids have so much money they can afford a fast food lunch on a regular basis? Continue reading
I have this idealistic vision in my head about family meetings.
So I accompanied my 10yo to school this morning. First day of grade 6! Her previous days’ anxiety is gone and she chatted pleasantly during our walk.
By the time we got to the street light where we had to cross, a tram stopped. Out piled a bunch of kids my daughter knew.
We all crossed the street together and then it happened: