Another guest post today by Sara Whitman of Suburban Lesbian Housewife. I talk a lot about toddlers and preschool-age children, because that’s where my personal experience is. Sara reminds us, however, that the challenges of parenting change, but don’t ease, as our children grow older.
My son Ben came home today and told me he has been given half credit for both his social studies and science homework.
I forgot to finish it, he said.
But I asked you last night if your homework was done…
I know, I know, don’t have a fit!
I was not having a fit. I was incredulous that he lied to me the night before, but I was being very calm.
I need you to go do your homework now.
OKAY OKAY, IT’S NOT A BIG DEAL, Ben shouted. It is clearly a big deal to him.
Ben is a kid who wants to do well but doesn’t want to work at it. He wants to be famous but won’t try out for a theater club. He wants to be rich but doesn’t save his allowance- ever. He wants to get great grades but he doesn’t put any time in the work. He is, without question, a kid who could get straight A’s. It would not be easy, but he could do it.
Newton is a very competitive public school district. The level of intensity has been written about in the New York Times. Most parents in this high-pressure suburban school want their kid to get A’s. to be first chair in the band, to get the solo part and to be class president. Problem is, not everyone can be the best.
But I feel it creeping up for me now my son is in Middle School. Before when he did a school project and it came out looking less than stellar, I was proud of myself for not helping, except to buy the supplies. I wasn’t going to be one of those pushy parents who created a perfect to scale version of the pentagon for the monuments of Washington, DC project. Instead, when Ben said, I want to build the Jefferson Memorial out of marshmallows, I went and bought marshmallows. Tooth picks and glue.
Walking around the classroom, you could see who helped their 4th grader and who did not. I loved Ben’s project even though it was leaning to one side and the play dough covered action figure turned Jefferson was not even close to the right scale, it was his work.
As I reviewed his social studies project, I heard come out of my mouth- this isn’t very good. I think you could try a little harder in your drawings. It doesn’t look like an island, and what’s with the squiggly pen lines?
Oh god. Should I shut up and let his teacher give him a C? It’s not good work. He can do better. Is that my place to say something to him?
More importantly, when did I get this competitive? I’ve never wanted any of my kids to go to Harvard- too close to home- but I do want them to have the option. I want them to be able to choose their colleges and careers without any boundaries of academic performance holding them back.
Yes, I realize I am talking about a twelve-year-old child in sixth grade.
I also realize he’s not a child anymore. He’s transitioning into a young man. His sarcasm at age four was cute- it’s not anymore. Building projects with marshmallows was fun but scribbling a poorly shaped palm tree on a small circle of yellow isn’t going to cut it anymore. I’ve never wanted to be a high-pressure parent but the reality is I have high expectations.
Is that because I live in a school district where kids routinely get perfect scores on SAT’s? Or is it because I want them to have choices in their lives.
I told Ben he could not go out and meet his friends today. He needed to do his homework and then practice his clarinet. Another parent was picking him up for soccer practice.
There are consequences for your behavior, I said. If you don’t do your homework, you don’t get to go out. You can’t like to me and say it’s done and still get to go hang out.
I stopped there. I wanted to say something about how poorly he had done his assignment but I had once already. It’s only the second full week of classes. I know I have to let him make some bad choices and learn from them.
He sulked away but didn’t offer any arguments. He knows better. I believe, or maybe want to believe, he feels badly about not getting full credit. He doesn’t like to lose, and he doesn’t like getting D’s.
Right now we’re both running smack into the reality of middle school. It’s not just about cell phones, bus rides and new friends. It’s about a new level of academic expectations and personal responsibility.
Not only for him, but for me, too.
Thank you for posting this. I have similar issues with my 5th grader. He doesn’t really have to work for the A’s, but he doesn’t want to do any work either. So what I get is a kid who knows all the material, but won’t finish an assignment, forgets to turn things in, doesn’t bring them home, etc.
It’s very frustrating, and I hate feeling like a nag all the time. I’m so glad to know I’m not alone.
Hey there.
I was one of those kids that knew all of the material, yet wouldn’t finish my projects etc.
It was because I was bored out of my mind.
Then when you don’t turn in your assignment as you should have and you get labeled as a “problem” or not up to par in some way, your parents are disappointed and critical, and it kills your self esteem.
You could consider looking for a self-paced school (the one I went to was Jefferson County Open School in Colorado) the school was amazing and I learned from the experience more than how to turn in monotonous assignments that I did not need to do to learn the material. I learned about things I was passionate about, and learned Algebra on my schedule, which was way faster than the teacher wanted to teach it.
I believe that encouraging children who are of above average intelligence by actively choosing their school (with their input) and not expecting them to hold themselves back to the level of their classmates will help them to be more secure, extraordinary, intelligent adults. At least it did with me.
This may not apply to your child specifically, but it might. It might be worth the time to find out. It is possible they could be getting way more out of school.