Thursday, August 6, 2009

A blog?...In general I don't get it. Get a diary, why put thoughts out there for everyone to see and read? Well maybe I am feeling gutsy or maybe the urge to share my thoughts has overtaken me, but I have decided to go with the tried and true....who cares. If I wanna right stuff down to clear a little space in my head so be it. Maybe it will give my counselor a little insight.
So here is the deal. I teach. I teach third grade in a very small town that is poverty stricken. I have two kids that I would lie in traffic for. I am married to a great guy. I imagine my life is a but idyllic. So whats to say really? At midnight on a Thursday night? Not much.

My son Jordan will be in fourth grade this year. this is the first time that my kid will be in a higher grade that I teach. that should be fine, but I worry about it. i wonder now how long it will be before I become passe. I have always been able to reconcile behavior and academic abilities with the kids that I teach and now the kids that I teach won;t give me as much insight into my own child. I'm flying blind! Akk.

Jordan is one of those kids who is academically a super star but socially he struggles. i think its interesting to think about what you would choose for your child if you had to pick just one. Academic intelligence or social intelligence. I used to think it was such an obvious choice of academic smarts but i struggle each day watching Jordan wade through the minefields that unknowingly left by the other kids and he just plows through them. I guess i should take comfort in knowing that he will kick all the other kids butts in Dungeons and Dragons!

As if to answer the question of academic verses social I have been blessed with my daughter Sophie. She plays the social environment like Yo Yo Ma. (isn't that just fun to say?) She manipulates and moves and nudges until she has the stars perfectly aligned to shine directly on her. I have never been witness to such finesse. I stand in awe of my 5 year old.

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