Well, we are on the third week of school and I was a little worried there for a day. The first week my daughter and I FAILED our first paragraph of the week. She was a little crushed at first but when I blew it off, she blew it off.
It's always hard to tell how a teacher is going to grade initially. I thought her paragraph was good enough, but obviously, I am not a fifth grade teacher. There's probably a reason for that, too, ha ha! Something like not wanting to do endless amounts of paperwork. I'm the perfect teacher's assistant, though!
Anyway, so stupid me didn't read the instructions, either. She gives out proofreading instructions that are pretty damn specific for the proofreader. Yeah, isn't that wonderful??? So, that is why I say WE failed the assignment. SHE wouldn't have failed the assignment if her proofreader would have been half a damn.
I looked at that paper, and it hurt for a minute..honestly. I felt like I had let my daughter down, that perhaps I needed to go back to school myself or something. Didn't I feel like the ass when I realized if I had only read the instructions…
The point here, is that while I was looking at her paper, she was watching my face intently, reading it for reactions. She was nearly in tears herself. After I looked over it, I grinned and said, "Well, we sucked last week, kid. We'll do better this week." The relief on her face was visible. She must have been thinking horrible stuff about herself, too, or something. As soon as she saw that I wasn't freaked out, she was fine. I don't freak out over school work, though. I just merely assess what went wrong and do it differently.
Last week, we got an A!! Yay!!! I hope we did well this week, too. I chopped the hell out of her. She rewrote that paragraph this week like four different times. She had a little trouble grasping what the idea was about. This teacher is pretty challenging and I like it!
And, it's good to know, I AM smarter than a fifth grader..for now.