I imagine after a title like that, (well done for progressing past the title if you’re still here), you’re starting to read this with a certain amount of trepidation about what’s to follow.
Well, fear not, dear reader, it’s not as bad as you might be thinking.
As you know, Munki has been at ‘big’ school now for some months and has taken to it like a duck to water. If ever a child needed to go to school it was that one . The structure , the discipline and the mountain of knowledge just waiting to be uncovered have made this an exciting time for her. It turns out that the child is a bit of a mathematical genius and can’t wait to get home from school to log on to ‘Mathletics’ on her computer and earn herself a few hundred more points. Long may that continue!
Somehow, the teachers took a long time to notice that she is also a very good reader, mostly down to the fact that Lashes has read to and with her almost every day since she was born. Day after day Munki has been coming home from school with books that had a single word on a page and complaining, “They’re BORING!” They aren’t even the beginning of a challenge to Munki who’s reading age is far above her years.
Lashes continued to quietly read to and with Munki on a daily basis, from books far in advance of the ones coming home from school and eventually they realised at school that they might actually be holding Munki back a bit and so now they give her books from the junior readers. They have at least four words on a page. Still no kind of a challenge but a move in the right direction.
In their defence I imaging they are trying to establish that she is actually understanding what she’s reading before giving her works of literary genius to have a go at.
One day last week, Munki came home with another book from school. Lashes duly read it through with Munki, it was an engaging little story about an enormous crab. After the story was finished Lashes picked up the reading record book to sign and therefore prove that Munki had done her homework. Imagine her surprise when she read what the teacher had written earlier in the day when she wrote the title of the book:
Lashes, didn’t know if she should laugh, cry, complain or ignore it. In the end she decided to laugh and then have a word with the teacher about it. Me, I laughed and laughed and laughed.
Yesterday I spent some time with Dangerous and Batty. We went for a lovely walk through the woods and had a fantastic time climbing over all the trees that had blown down in our recent storms. Of course Douggie the doggie came along as well. Why can’t I just have a nice little dog who doesn’t like to get dirty? I think it’s fair to say he enjoyed his walk. here are the before, during and after photos.
To be honest, if you’d have taken a picture of me after that walk I’d have looked a bit like that last picture as well.
Word camp sheffield anyone going?