Wednesday, February 23, 2011

So...

It drives me crazy that my child, my intelligent, wonderful, smart, funny oldest fruit of my womb, can't do grammar for anything. Shouldn't he have learned that via osmosis while gestating inside me? Shouldn't he already know all of his comma rules? Shouldn't he be able to find a subject and a verb while blindfolded? His first writing TAKS test is next Tuesday and his teacher sent home some "extra" practice. We are going over it at the table and I am so excited to be able to help him with this because, this is "MY THING". I can't teach him to score a goal in soccer like Richard can, and I can't teach him to hunt like Cody can, and I can't teach him to play the piano like my mom can, but I can teach him how to revise and edit. I am good at it! I am darned good at it. Then we sit down at the table and read the first passage. The errors are jumping off the page at me and I am thinking, "This is a piece of cake." Then he starts trying to answer the questions and I'm like, "Seriously? You think there should be a comma between every word in that sentence?" I have failed my child in his time of need. But it was really cool when I started teaching him what I teach my students to do when they take their tests and he said, "Wow mom! You're such a better teacher than mine." Not sure if I really am, but it was wonderful to hear from him. If you think of it next Tuesday, please throw a little up for him during his test. He is really nervous and so am I.

BTW - The fact that he can't edit grammar very well doesn't mean that he isn't the smartest 10 year old on Earth - just wanted to be clear!

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