Back to School Blues
I must admit I was a lot excited to start the beginning of a new school year. I had been planning and searching online for ideas and books and notebooks and all the rest of the stuff that back to school entails. I started counting down the days when the calendar said August 1st. But, my son on the other hand did not share my enthusiasm. He has what I call the moody back to school blues. Until this year he had been a little, not much, but a little more excited to get back in the swing of things. This year all I hear now is mumbling and grumbling and complaining all day long. I tried to put up posters of Naruto his favorite show character. I tried to even decorate his notebooks with Naruto from clip art I found online. I made a poster with Naruto saying Reading was cool in Japanese. I got a poster from the dollar store with owls and hung in our classroom, aka the kitchen, and even put up some of his art work from last year. I thought that all of my efforts would be rewarded with at least a half a smile and a little glimmer of hope from him to be sort of ready to go back to school.
But, I got nothing. We started yesterday because that is when the district here started and I figured that it would be good for him to be doing his school work while his friends were in school too and that way when they came home and were allowed to go outside he could join them. That was my plan until my tween work up yesterday morning after lingering as long as he possibly could in bed in spite of me telling him to get up and start the day. Finally, after 20 minutes of asking why he can't start after Labor day like they did in the old days, I mistakenly told him that when I was little they started school after labor day, and me telling him that times have changed he finally dragged himself out of bed and made his cereal for breakfast. He ate as slowly as any ten year old could eat and hoped that would prolong his agony of school work.
We got through yesterday with minimal grumbling and complaining about how much he "forgot" over the summer. I am hoping that this was just the first day blues and over time he will get back in the swing of reading, writing, and arithmetic.
But, I got nothing. We started yesterday because that is when the district here started and I figured that it would be good for him to be doing his school work while his friends were in school too and that way when they came home and were allowed to go outside he could join them. That was my plan until my tween work up yesterday morning after lingering as long as he possibly could in bed in spite of me telling him to get up and start the day. Finally, after 20 minutes of asking why he can't start after Labor day like they did in the old days, I mistakenly told him that when I was little they started school after labor day, and me telling him that times have changed he finally dragged himself out of bed and made his cereal for breakfast. He ate as slowly as any ten year old could eat and hoped that would prolong his agony of school work.
We got through yesterday with minimal grumbling and complaining about how much he "forgot" over the summer. I am hoping that this was just the first day blues and over time he will get back in the swing of reading, writing, and arithmetic.
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