Every day I sit at the computer and try to do a blog post. Inevitably I get interrupted and by the time I get back to the computer I completely forget what I wanted to write about. There has been so much going on with the kids since they started Kindergarten that I have wanted to write about so that it is written somewhere and I can look back in June and see what a hard, amazing journey it has been for the boys. September did not go at all like I planned for them. I had visions of them coming home all excited with tales of all the fun stuff they are doing. As it turns out, I have to pull teeth to get the info. On top of that, Aidan is petrified of his teacher (as was Gavin which is why he is now in a nother classroom). The more time I spend in Aidan's class, the more I see why Gavin could never have survived there. Being a former K teacher myself, I know what it is supposed to be like. Fun, exciting, interesting, and at times, loud. Controlled chaos. Aidan's teacher likes silence. When they enter the classroom, they walk in silently. As they go to their seats for their work centers, they do so silently. When they get their snack, silence. You get the picture. It is a little spooky actually. Like Stepford children. I want to yell something out just to shake things up a bit. One time I said something silly and the kids laughed and Mr. K came around the corner "WHO is talking???" Ooops.
I really think it is a cultural issue. Mr. K is from the Carribean. Things are different there, I am sure. I think Americans, as a whole, tend to coddle their children while other countries strive to make them independent from an early age and treat them as small adults rather than children. Mr. K has certain expectations of the children and he expects those expectations to be met. Period. End of story. And if they are not met, watch out. There is one little boy who always seems to be sitting away from the group when I go in to the classroom. I asked Aidan who he was one time and why he always is sitting by himself. "He makes poor choices." says Aidan.
Don't we all sometimes?
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