Rough Days, Tough Days, School Days: By Lori Loesch
I don’t feel like writing. I have all the time I need to do it, but I don’t feel it. It is 12:00am. that could have a little bit to do with my lack of imagination. There are times when I feel the emotion and I just want to sit right down and write, but there are mommy things to do. My family seems to be having a difficult time adjusting to my new job. It’s only a part time job. What would they do if I took on a full time job? Blogging does take a lot out of my day, for now. I would imagine that as I get used to writing, I’ll be able to get faster at it.
I must have hit that proverbial writers block. There are subjects that I have in my mind that I want to write about, but I don’t feel as though I can give my all to it at this point in time. This has been a trying week. The weather got nicer, 28 degrees F. And then Monday the kids didn’t go to school and Tuesday they did. Today Wednesday, no school. My daughter had a very rough day Tuesday, and I don’t like to see her so upset. As her mom, I want to fix it for her, even though I know that she needs to work it out on her own terms. It took a lot out of me last night when she finally let me into the complete day she had. As soon as she got off the bus, she started talking about getting a new seat in the classroom and her ‘stick’ was the next to last to be selected and she must take a seat next to a kid that disrupts the classroom, because no one else wants to sit next to this child. The last one picked is the unlucky one. She’s not completely alone in her pain, there is another girl, much like my daughter, a quiet, good student that sits on the other side of her. I’d like to have her moved. It does seem that she gets seated next to students that are struggling. That says a good deal about my daughter. She cares about others and helps them. When she was in first grade, her teacher told me that she sat my daughter next to a child that was having a tough time reading, because she helps him, as most of the other kids didn’t even think of it, it’s first grade, after all.
Ok, that makes me feel good as a mom, that my girl cares and helps others, but at what expense? Does it interfere with her learning? She is a great student, and I want her to enjoy and learn from her school experience. I don’t know how it affects her sitting in close proximity to the disruptive child. Is it worse if she sits next to the child or two rows away? A disruption is a disruption, close proximity or not.
I have never been an advocate for public schools. My son went to a charter school for fifth grade through eighth. I wish it would have gone all the way through twelfth grade. My daughter likes her school and so do I. She has a good group of teachers and friends. Next year she starts middle school, and I am starting to get nervous about what she’ll encounter there. Will the new group of kids coming together with her class be nice? Will they pick on her? Will there be drama, that I do not see in her school now?
Questions…only questions. I pray I get the answers I like. My daughter means everything to me, and I will do what ever it takes to keep her safe. Oh how I loved the preschool years. Children play with each other. There is no drama. It’s sad that we grow up to change from the innocence we once were.