not exactly high-functioning
Oct. 17th, 2006 09:22 pmI'm finishing my Kindergarten homework. And, truth be told, I'm having kind of a hard time with it. See, I'm not the kind of parent who enjoys things like going to read to the kids or chaperoning a field trip or organizing a party. These are all worthy and loving endeavors, but I know they mostly ain't my thang. Children in groups make me very nervous, for one thing.
So, when the note came home from Princess !Kaboom's teacher to please let her know what sort of volunteering we'd be comfortable with, I offered to do some prep work. You know, cutting things out...stuff like that. What came home was a bundle of papers with letters and words and pictures -- the first step in making some flash cards, I imagine. We were supposed to take one of these tiny, round sticker below each letter and word. Any sticker from the booklet. Just put it under all the letters and all the words. Kthx.
What? !?!? It was a baffling little task, a small piece of some larger task that I didn't understand. I did about half of it last night, wary of the possibility that I maybe didn't read the instructions properly and heaven forbid I wasted this teacher's resources and so on. Imagine. Me, waiting for a note from the teacher to tell me if I was doing my activity correcly.
::headdesk:: As it turns out, I was doing it fine after all. Finishing it up tonight.
Also, in further adventures in competency (NOT): I experienced a stunning failure to run this evening. After nearly talking myself out of it several times this afternoon, I got my running gear and stood in the bathroom at work, looking at what I'd packed. Two left shoes. Crap.
So, when the note came home from Princess !Kaboom's teacher to please let her know what sort of volunteering we'd be comfortable with, I offered to do some prep work. You know, cutting things out...stuff like that. What came home was a bundle of papers with letters and words and pictures -- the first step in making some flash cards, I imagine. We were supposed to take one of these tiny, round sticker below each letter and word. Any sticker from the booklet. Just put it under all the letters and all the words. Kthx.
What? !?!? It was a baffling little task, a small piece of some larger task that I didn't understand. I did about half of it last night, wary of the possibility that I maybe didn't read the instructions properly and heaven forbid I wasted this teacher's resources and so on. Imagine. Me, waiting for a note from the teacher to tell me if I was doing my activity correcly.
::headdesk:: As it turns out, I was doing it fine after all. Finishing it up tonight.
Also, in further adventures in competency (NOT): I experienced a stunning failure to run this evening. After nearly talking myself out of it several times this afternoon, I got my running gear and stood in the bathroom at work, looking at what I'd packed. Two left shoes. Crap.
Re: Hint.
Date: 2006-10-18 05:13 am (UTC)And while this isn't necessarily at all about you, it is spectacularly common that three kids is the number where many people just become bad, stressed out parents for lack of any clue how to change their tactics. That doesn't mean you would be one of them, but you would be perhaps a singular exception to any family of more than two children I have ever worked with personally. It really starts to catastrophically fall apart for a lot of people without them even realizing what is wrong until you get to families of ten kids where the kids are raising each other as much as the parents doing so, which creates a whole different set of problems.
As for why I was offering hints, I suppose that given a little getting used to it, I found groups of children no longer hive inducing (a reaction I did once also approximate), and instead something to really look forward to. Maybe I am nuts. :) Feel free to keep doing flash card stickers and look at me like I am crazy. :)
Re: Hint.
Date: 2006-10-18 11:13 am (UTC)