At 11D, Laura is trying to get her first-grade son to do his homework without turning a 20-minute worksheet into two hours of daydreaming.

. . . Jonah was experimenting with gravity. He wanted to see how far he could tip his chair backwards before he fell over. Jonah! Stop it! Chair down. Legs forward. Do your work. He sighed and looked back down at the page. . . . I made Jonah read the directions on his worksheet out loud. The whole time his legs were thrashing about. He seemed to get it, so I turned away for a while and cleaned up the kitchen. After five minutes, he had done nothing. Now, he was experimenting with the erasing qualities of a rubber band. Jonah! What are you doing? Why aren’t you doing your work. “I’m thinking”, he shouts back and tips over a cup of juice on the worksheet, which also has holes in it from the rubber band experiment.

He sounds like a future scientist.

About Joanne


  1. freerangelife says:

    He sounds like somebody who’d be better off *playing* after school than doing more of the same busy-work he did at school.

    What do they DO all day in school that they can’t find 20 minutes here (for all the spelling practice a normal 6-7 year old kid could possibly stand, much less benefit from, in a day), 20 minutes there (for ditto on arithmetic)?

    Wait, never mind, I remember now: Not much, but it sure manages to fill the time.

    I didn’t quite loathe school yet at his age, but I don’t remember having homework at that point, either.