Talk to the teachers about allowing not-age appropriate books in class, giving more autonomy after the reading list is done.
They already do this. His teacher is very cooperative, as far as she is able. But both she and his previous teacher are, I think, a bit frustrated, as their main emphasis is supposed to be on the weaker kids, with the stronger ones expected to take care of themselves.
B. and I still read together and talk about what he's reading. He is generally a very interested kid and pursues those interests with gusto, independently and with us, which is great. Thank goodness for libraries.
We do our best to make sure he's getting a balanced range of interests by keeping his extra-curricular stuff mixed - sport, chess, piano, seeing friends, etc.
(Sorry, didn't mean to derail the thread with B. talk).
But both she and his previous teacher are, I think, a bit frustrated, as their main emphasis is supposed to be on the weaker kids, with the stronger ones expected to take care of themselves.
One of the big problems. I'm fighting it myself, so I have no idea what to recommend, other than good luck!
I apparently had a teacher when I was little who told my parents she liked me basically because she could just ignore me all day. Awesome!
ION, I feel like my face might explode off my head. I think it might really be time for the neti pot.
Crap, that reminds me that I forgot to take my Claratin this morning. This does not bode well.
But both she and his previous teacher are, I think, a bit frustrated, as their main emphasis is supposed to be on the weaker kids, with the stronger ones expected to take care of themselves.
Well, this is how the system is designed. I am not a good teacher for some classrooms, because I can rock pushing my smarty pants kids and dragging the dunderheads along with them. But if I have a class of just dunder, I'm screwed.
One thing that a friend did is she viewed school as the break from home schooling and she homeschooled instead, all around the school day. But she also sent her kid to a hippie dippie alternative school.
Eek! The house next door -- the one that there's ten feet of alley separating us -- is having its roof redone today. So there's guys yelling and banging right outside my windows.
The cats are correspondingly freaked (Chumley) and blase (Muppet).
Oh, that is so wonderful! Terribly terribly impractical, but a thing of beauty nonetheless.
In the future when I am a bazillionaire, I will have a special room just for drinking wine and in that room there will be that corkscrew.
I wonder if you could train chimps to operate that machine while wearing tuxedos. Sure, that machine would be fun to operate yourself, but after the 100th or 1000th time, you might get bored....
