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03:55 pm: Needs Improvement…Sometimes

We got interm reports from the school yesterday…apparently four report cards a year are not good enough, the poor teachers also have to send interm reports half way through the semester. (The Princess’s teachers have to email them, too.)

The elementary schools don’t use A, B, C, D, and F. They use N, S, G, and O. (Needs improvement, Satisfactory, Good, and Outstanding.) Usually, my kids bring home a mix of these letters, but I was sadly amused to glance at the report of our youngest, Tornado the Wonder Child, and see a solid line of Needs Improvement with not a single additional letter among the lot.

Poor squirt.

He did amuse me yesterday though, when he laid out his life plans for me (involving living in an RV so he could travel, making video games and selling them, and homeschooling his kids.) It sounded so much like something I would have made up to do when I was a kid, I could not help approving.

No improvement needed there.

Originally posted to Welcome to Arhyalon.


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Date:March 10th, 2011 10:01 pm (UTC)
There's a biography of Thomas Edison Ben just used for a book report that I think your kids would really like. Tom was a tornado, too. At least your kids haven't burned down any barns before the age of 7. Thomas was gifted and had issues, too.

Your library probably has it.

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Date:March 11th, 2011 02:28 am (UTC)

The "N" letter

Can't we say that we all need improvement?

As a dreamy child, my mind wandered fjords and oceans, lost in my own worlds and bored by the glacial pace of classes yet considered slow because my laborious efforts at printing math problems concealed the rapidity of my mental calculation and my severe speech pathologies hid the fluency of my silent reading [I did not speak until I was nearly three by which time I had already taught myself to read], I was considered a "slow" child with many NIs on my report card. That is, until my first-grade principal stepped in and everything changed.

Sometimes we are not the cleric -- we are the hunter afield.

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Date:March 12th, 2011 08:12 am (UTC)
As long as our children were courteous and tried in school, I could accept that. Our son was brilliant and couldn't care less about schoolwork; he was content to do the minimum. Our daughter struggled and worked so hard that I worried about her.
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