J-man starts 4th grade today, and I have to admit, I didn't want him to go. I know that he is nervous about the 4th grade, since this year the focus is on writing, and he has a difficult time getting the creative stories he dreams up out of his head and onto the paper. His face telegraphs a look of resignation, of hopelessness, when he talks about the 4th grade. How I wish I could change that look. I've tried encouragement, I've tried just being his sounding block. Unfortunately, he has a mental block, which will not break, one that is stopping him from reaching his full potential. He believes he can not write; therefore, he is unable to write. Yet his imagination is wonderful - when he speaks his stories, they are full of detail and wonder.
We'll see how everything goes today. Hopefully his teacher will make a good impression. We haven't met her yet - she was out on "Meet the teacher" night. She had a legitimate excuse, but I would have felt better if I could have voiced my concerns for J to her.
The End
2 years ago
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I remember my elementary school--it was colossal. Getting lost in the wrong corridor could get you in trouble. I hated the palce.
Don't panic, but 4th grade is hard. I've heard the hardest, then 7th and 9th. So that's a lot of kids in the same boat which might make him feel better knowing he wasn't alone. Maybe? As for the writing, if you volunteer to type out the story as he is telling it, and then hand him the paper to finish it by hand, might help.
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