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YOUR desk or is it MY desk?
My son is sitting at my desk writing his first essay for his diploma. I never thought the day would come when he would be taking responsibility for his own learning. I had the fortunate or unfortunate experience of teaching at a school which he and my daughter attended. I dreaded my emails after lunch because it usually would contain a message from one of my colleagues.
"Ben is late for class?" "Ben hasn't completed his homework." "Ben and RT have been seen playing basketball after the bell." "Ben hasm't completed this assessment." "Ben is not taking his schooling seriously."
One day his English teacher came to my class during my release time and said he was AWOL. I knew exactyly where he was. At the basketball courts! Arrrrh! Off I marched! There he was with his 2 partners in crime - laughing, joking and bouncing and dunking that ball without a care in the world. BEN! Get to class! Mrs M is looking for you...
I'm going to send Mrs M, Mrs P, Mr T, Mrs D an email and
thank them for caring enough to put up with my sons shenanigans...
thank them for caring enough to put up with my sons shenanigans...
Tonight
Message to self: My blog url goes in the bottom message and my slice url goes in the reply part. Dodo bird lol
Very cool! At first I thought your son was going to be a little one, messing around at your desk. How amazing to see your children grow and take responsibility. It is evident how proud you are!
ReplyDeleteThank you for dropping by my blog. Yes it is very cool. It is amazing he's taking responsibility.
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Will your son ask you to read his work? OR is he getting what he really may need from Mom by using the same space and tools that you use to think and write.
ReplyDeleteYes will ask me to read his work. I never really thought about him getting what needs from using the same space. I suppose I've always sat at my desk whether it was to study or for work. He's always watched. I suppose I've just modelled this behaviour for years.
DeleteI totally understand the feeling of dread in emails and colleagues at your door after school, my son also attended the school I taught at. But those days are over, and yours are finishing. How proud you are of such a responsible decision by your son. The cross-outs are perfect.
ReplyDeleteHi Elsie, thanks for passing by my SOL post. Those days are finishing and a new journey for him is starting. Have a great day. :-)
ReplyDeleteIs Ben your second child by chance?? Our second one was a lot like that. When he went off to college I waited weekly to hear he was coming back home but he didn't. Somehow he pulled himself together, stuck it out and is now a very successful adult...Yes there is hope:) He says it is tough being a teacher's child. Good luck to you and Ben...
ReplyDeleteYes he is our second child. It was always a hard act for him as our daughter found the academic side of school a breeze. He would always much rather be running around on a court or rugby feild. Thank you for the comments. :-)
DeleteIsn't it amazing how much changes once that maturity starts to gel? I can hear the frustration in the voice of that former you. Now, you can just sit back - not at your desk though - and be proud.
ReplyDeleteHi, yes change is good although at the time he drove me nuts lol. :-)
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