There are certain days in the school year that are tough for teachers: class photo day, the last day of school, Valentine’s Day, concert dress rehearsal day, and the dreaded report-cards-go-home day. I guess it’s because the kids are out of their routine or expecting something different. The days with indoor recesses and lunches can push teachers to their limits, and windy days are often the toughest. (When it’s windy, the kids become a bit “possessed.” That’s a whole other blog post.)
None is as awful as Halloween.
It’s Thanksgiving weekend in Ontario. I asked my almost-thirteen-year-old daughter what she is thankful for. Without thinking, she replied, “My phone, my books, shower water and shampoo, my bed, and my bedroom door.” Wow. Out of the mouths of tweens. Apparently I have some work to do! Time for some meaningful gratitude lectures.
Her younger brother, listening from the next room, shouted out some things that I found more pleasing than hers: “food, friends, education, sports, and Summer,” (Summer is our Labradoodle pup).
Connecting with teachers and staying on the pulse of your child’s every move at school is easier these days, thanks to the use of email, school websites, and teacher webpages. Parents can keep up on the details of their children’s academic lives, and kids can download assignments or login to apps such as Google Docs to access projects, all thanks to these modern conveniences.
Is there slower development of important life skills in kids, thanks to the internet? Specifically, I wonder about organizational and time management skills.
I’ve never been bungee jumping. My friend, who is also a teacher and mother, recently described to me what it’s like to bungee jump. She did it in Australia when she was free and wild and in her twenties.
You’re standing on the edge of the bungee platform, all prepared with safety gear in tact. You are storeys above the earth you see below. Deep breath. And then, you step off. The fall is steep and fast and drastic, and when you hit the end of the rope, you abruptly bounce around, up and down, side to side, violently and unpredictably, and anything can happen — you yell and scream and your throat hurts and the feeling of exhilaration takes over your body.
Back to school season is like the bungee jump, she said.