Monday, June 15, 2009
I'm Pretty Sure that we Won't be Home Schooling Over Here.
You know those moments in life when your child demonstrates what a great job you've been doing, and your heart swells with pride as others look on in awe? I've heard about these moments, although I most certainly did not have one of them today at our junior kindergarten interview. It was just a 15 minute assessment where the teacher talked to Pumpkin, asked her a few questions, and tried to get a sense of how often she will be banging her head on the chalk board next school year. Just yesterday, I had a laugh with hubby about how talking to Pumpkin is sometimes like talking to someone with a concussion. It wasn't as funny today as Pumpkin ignored the questions that she didn't like, talked about things she wasn't asked about, and showed no sign of knowing any of the letters in her name, how old she is, or any ability to draw. Not only that, but the questions that she did answer appropriately made me look bad. When asked what she likes to eat, she replied, "Chocolate bread!" (Nutella). When asked if she likes to watch TV, she totally perked up and recited all the Disney movies that she likes to watch, and wouldn't leave the topic alone. When It's not like I haven't tried to teach her how to write her name or her numbers, but she isn't at all receptive to my efforts when I try. She typically retreats to her own little world, where she demonstrates great imagination, but frustrates the hell out of me. I generally believe that she knows more than she lets on, but plays dumb for whatever reason. The alternative is that she may have learning issues, or possibly ADD inherited from my husband, which we will deal with if we have to, but I'm now feeling anxious about it. She is very social and outgoing, which has carried her through pre-school well enough, but what happens now? I am hoping that in class, when I'm not around, she will show her true potential. I just don't feel confident that all is well. (deep breath.)
Posted by Tania at 3:15 p.m.