Today, we met the teacher.
Jun. 22nd, 2017 02:18 pmBy the unfathomable algorithm that assigns the ~90 new kids to their teachers and classes, Felix was sorted into Raven class. This naturally amuses me a lot.
The meeting went well. I continue to be positively impressed, even if the teacher speaks a bit too emphatically slow for my tastes. (None of Felix' kindergarten teachers used or use a special "small children and fools" pitch. More's the pity, because one of the old ones had a voice like fingernails on a blackboard, and another spoke like a drill sergeant! So I guess there's worse things than emphatically slow. This teacher has a very warm and pleasant voice, at any rate.)
I also continue to be somewhat sad that the Flixster makes things a lot harder on himself than they need to be. I know that Felix starts to squirm and goof around and act absent-minded because he's embarrassed and anxious about doing something wrong, so he acts like he isn't interested at all, but of course that's exactly the sort of behaviour that leads to strangers thinking that he's a) trying to piss them off or b) on the spectrum (possibly both). But the teacher was a woman of great patience and equally great experience and cracked his shell pretty quickly by first showing him around the classroom and then challenging him to some reading and counting games. Since he likes to excel and feels comfortable about letters and numbers, that went well. (It's when he doesn't feel secure about something that his desire to be the best seriously gets in the way. Ah, that paralysing mixture of ambition and fear of failure, I know it so well!) Embarassing moment: When he made a mistake (not even a proper mistake, it was actually just a misunderstanding), he berated himself rather severely, and I expect the teacher now thinks that he's got that from us, the parents. Which is not true! The only thing he undoubtedly got from us is that dratted inner perfectionist! I keep telling him that it's alright to make mistakes and that mistakes help you to learn! Which the teacher duly told him as well, repeatedly. He acted as if it was a completely new idea. *sigh* Well, perhaps he needed to hear it from somebody else.
(When I suggested piano lessons or some other musical instrument to him, he said "No, I don't want to", and when I asked why, he said "Because I don't know how to do it!" Sweety, that's what lessons are about!)
At any rate, it is now established that Felix will probably start on the material for second grade in most fields. (First and second grade are in mixed classes and the material is adapted to different learning speeds anyway, so this will be very easy to do, logistically.) I had sort of hoped to avoid that because, because let's face it, emotionally Felix is more like only-just-five rather than almost-six, let alone seven like normal second-graders. But the teacher judges that he'd quickly be bored even by the more challenging first-grader material and it'd be unwise to hold him back. She's probably right. But the fact remains that he's already smaller than most kids his age, so when he habitually gets to work with kids who are actually older, it gets even harder to keep up. Physically and in terms of maturity! It's not his intellectual capacities I'm worried about. But at least his teacher is sympathetic - when I apologised for Felix' fidgeting and yawning at the end of the meeting, she just smiled sagely and said "We have to remember that he's still a very young child". Yes! That's something that's so easy to forget because he's so precocious sometimes, even for his doting parents and grandparents, and it was apparently impossible to grasp for the folks at his old kindergarten. So if this teacher can keep it in mind, that's worth a lot.
Next week, the whole class will assemble for the first time, and I'm glad he already knows his way around the room so maybe there'll be less need to play down his anxiety. Of course, I won't know! They'll meet without their parents present! TERRIFYING THOUGHT! My baby! My snowflake!
What went less well is that in the end, because Felix is still a very young child, he scuffled with his even younger brother and thus forgot to take along the notebook the teacher gave him to playfully work on his penmanship. Embarrassing, that. I hope she found it and keeps it until next week's get-together...
The meeting went well. I continue to be positively impressed, even if the teacher speaks a bit too emphatically slow for my tastes. (None of Felix' kindergarten teachers used or use a special "small children and fools" pitch. More's the pity, because one of the old ones had a voice like fingernails on a blackboard, and another spoke like a drill sergeant! So I guess there's worse things than emphatically slow. This teacher has a very warm and pleasant voice, at any rate.)
I also continue to be somewhat sad that the Flixster makes things a lot harder on himself than they need to be. I know that Felix starts to squirm and goof around and act absent-minded because he's embarrassed and anxious about doing something wrong, so he acts like he isn't interested at all, but of course that's exactly the sort of behaviour that leads to strangers thinking that he's a) trying to piss them off or b) on the spectrum (possibly both). But the teacher was a woman of great patience and equally great experience and cracked his shell pretty quickly by first showing him around the classroom and then challenging him to some reading and counting games. Since he likes to excel and feels comfortable about letters and numbers, that went well. (It's when he doesn't feel secure about something that his desire to be the best seriously gets in the way. Ah, that paralysing mixture of ambition and fear of failure, I know it so well!) Embarassing moment: When he made a mistake (not even a proper mistake, it was actually just a misunderstanding), he berated himself rather severely, and I expect the teacher now thinks that he's got that from us, the parents. Which is not true! The only thing he undoubtedly got from us is that dratted inner perfectionist! I keep telling him that it's alright to make mistakes and that mistakes help you to learn! Which the teacher duly told him as well, repeatedly. He acted as if it was a completely new idea. *sigh* Well, perhaps he needed to hear it from somebody else.
(When I suggested piano lessons or some other musical instrument to him, he said "No, I don't want to", and when I asked why, he said "Because I don't know how to do it!" Sweety, that's what lessons are about!)
At any rate, it is now established that Felix will probably start on the material for second grade in most fields. (First and second grade are in mixed classes and the material is adapted to different learning speeds anyway, so this will be very easy to do, logistically.) I had sort of hoped to avoid that because, because let's face it, emotionally Felix is more like only-just-five rather than almost-six, let alone seven like normal second-graders. But the teacher judges that he'd quickly be bored even by the more challenging first-grader material and it'd be unwise to hold him back. She's probably right. But the fact remains that he's already smaller than most kids his age, so when he habitually gets to work with kids who are actually older, it gets even harder to keep up. Physically and in terms of maturity! It's not his intellectual capacities I'm worried about. But at least his teacher is sympathetic - when I apologised for Felix' fidgeting and yawning at the end of the meeting, she just smiled sagely and said "We have to remember that he's still a very young child". Yes! That's something that's so easy to forget because he's so precocious sometimes, even for his doting parents and grandparents, and it was apparently impossible to grasp for the folks at his old kindergarten. So if this teacher can keep it in mind, that's worth a lot.
Next week, the whole class will assemble for the first time, and I'm glad he already knows his way around the room so maybe there'll be less need to play down his anxiety. Of course, I won't know! They'll meet without their parents present! TERRIFYING THOUGHT! My baby! My snowflake!
What went less well is that in the end, because Felix is still a very young child, he scuffled with his even younger brother and thus forgot to take along the notebook the teacher gave him to playfully work on his penmanship. Embarrassing, that. I hope she found it and keeps it until next week's get-together...
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Date: 2017-06-22 01:39 pm (UTC)I like the sound of his teacher--the voice thing would bother me a little, but I'd be able to let it go. I had an aunt (my favorite aunt actually and a teacher!) who spoke to children with extreme articulation and a voice loud enough to reach the kid fidgeting in the back of the room. It drove my dad crazy when he heard her talking to kids--a lot around our house!
I hope that everything goes well for Felix. It's probably not going to an easy ride, but it sounds like he will be in a good situation. Who wants a cookie-cutter shaped kid anyway? Not me! (Or is that just me accepting my fate--Alex is piece of work and I sincerely like him the way he is. So complicated!)
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Date: 2017-06-22 07:00 pm (UTC)If the voice thing is all, I'll definitely be able to let it go also. It just struck me as odd because she's the first to do this, and I'd have expected it from kindergarten teachers rather than an elementary school teacher (if at all). Or a nursing home nurse! XD But if it works in the classroom, that's fine with me.
I certainly don't want a cookie-cutter shaped kid, and if it were any less complicated, it probably wouldn't be so precious! At the same time, I don't wish my anxieties or some of my frustrating childhood experiences on him. I know I can't protect him, but I expect it's going to be painful quite often. Not afraid of the work, just afraid of the people I can't influence! But a sympathetic teacher is a good start, I hope.
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Date: 2017-06-22 07:35 pm (UTC)Which side are you on boys?
Which side are you on?
They say in Harlan County
There are no neutrals there
. . . .
This is true for Alex and schools -- his teachers either adore him or out and out dislike him. There are no neutrals! It was that way for both Laura and the Avari also--so I know the script. Wow! Slightly differently-abled, but on the gifted side is a rough road to follow! If they were not so bright, I sometimes think teachers would, in general, be more sympathetic and patient--they are all just little kids. And I think the good teachers overshadow the bad ones--that's where the right school enters the picture. The wrong school tends to seek/favor the wrong teachers. Of course, I always thought I needed to hover to prevent the worst from happening! Still do even as a grandmother. And that is not good either.
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Date: 2017-06-23 01:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-06-23 04:31 pm (UTC)I still feel the need to hover very much. It'll be hard to let go (a bit, at least) now that Felix is a school boy.
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Date: 2017-06-23 04:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-06-23 05:57 pm (UTC)Task management is actually not one of Felix' fortes. But after all, there have to be a few things that he still has to learn! (Quite a lot of self-discipline is expected even in kindergarten kids around here, though - and a middle-grade student spinning on your desk chair without an explicit ADHS diagnosis would probably not be accepted even by the more forgiving teachers. I guess we can blame the Prussians for that. :P)
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Date: 2017-06-23 06:00 pm (UTC)Oh, yes. It's such a refreshing change and gives me hope for the next four (three?) years of his school career already.
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Date: 2017-06-23 08:26 pm (UTC)My chair spinner ... I don't know if she has an official ADHD diagnosis. I've not heard if she does. But it's very obvious that she would meet the criteria! She stays in her seat but squirms and fidgets constantly. I've gotten very used to teaching while she sits at her desk with her feet twisted up next to her ears!
Unfortunately, she has a combative parent with whom bringing up something like this would set off World War III ... and it's not worth it, since she copes just fine if she can sit how she wants (at her desk) and have something to fidget with. (Ironically, Combative Mom pursued an ADHD diagnosis with this student's younger brother, who shows none of the same behaviors.)
I tell my hyper girl on pretty much a weekly basis that if I can perfect a method for skimming off 1% of her energy and bottling it, then she and I are in business.
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Date: 2017-06-24 06:57 am (UTC)(In later life (TM), this seems to be a lot less relevant than in school. I recall university seminars in which fellow students were fidgeting a lot, toying with their stuff, or taking off their shoes and pulling their knees to their ears. Come to think of it, I had professors like that. And in creative professions, this seems to parse as "enthusiasm in motion" rather than "restless fidgeting" anyway. So is it really a problem for the students, or is their environment just too inflexible? Granted, I suppose if you have a class of thirty and five of them are constantly in motion, that can grate on a teacher's nerves. There are no easy answers, are there!)
LOL! I'd sometimes like an energy boost like that!
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Date: 2017-06-25 12:49 am (UTC)I agree! Coming from a special-ed background, I'm very tolerant (more tolerant than most teachers) of unusual behavior. I mean, at my last job, the bar I wanted to clear was getting them all into the room, keeping them all in the room, and having them not try to kill each other. Those three things could produce enough of an audience that might listen to me and learn something. :D
Coming here, that means that I don't care if a kid wants to hold a stuffed animal or read in a beanbag or doodle while I'm talking.
She's a bright girl: a good writer who was slightly below grade-level at the start of the year in reading but who has since pulled herself up to grade-level. (That was the chair-spinning assessment!) So she's clearly able to make academic progress, even though if you tied her to a string she'd fly like a kite! She's in my after-school writers' club--one of it's most enthusiastic members, in fact. She's like a lot of kids in this area in coming from a poor and high-conflict family, so we're having to overcome a lot of bad social habits from home, but I saw her grow so much this year in academics and social-emotional skills ... I adore this kid if you couldn't tell, but I always have a soft spot for the challenging ones. :)
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Date: 2017-06-26 07:19 am (UTC)So I sympathise a lot with your student(s)! I guess it's telling that nonetheless my first thought was "That's not OK for students that age!". Something about internalising the expectations of a more unenlightened past, I guess.