Today, Wednesday, waking up to my regular routine. I have trouble getting out of bed. Fall is in the air. The time when I feel like I can sleep until the sun comes up but I need to get out of bed to get the day started. Getting William to school. I can hear my kids, they are awake, waiting for me to get the day started. Bella comes into my room, “Mom, is William a real ghost?” To me it is funny and at the same time I wonder why she lets her brother bother her. I respond to her, “Bella, do you think William is a real ghost?” She responds, “that is what he says,” I respond, “Real ghosts don’t talk.” That satisfied her for a few seconds. “But he scares me.” She is four. Now that we have the ghost problem resolved temporarily at 7:15 am, on to the day. We will see what other great things happen throughout the day.
Nothing too exciting happened today. The usual mainstream things.
Reading and Exploring Ideas
I am Currently reading a book called David and Goliath by Malcolm Gladwell. I enjoy his writings and the perspective he gives to ideas. One idea that he writes about is whether it is good to get in to a top-notch school, for example Harvard, and be making it by in the bottom academic rankings or to go to a “good” school and be at the top of your class. I had never explored this idea before. I always thought, Wow, to be able to attend a top school would be great, no matter where I fell into the rankings. Then he put the idea out there, well, what if you could be at the top of your class at some other school–a good school. Makes sense. Malcolm Gladwell encourages the idea that it does more for self-esteem to be at the top of your class in a “good” school rather than at the bottom rankings of a top-notch school. His reasoning is that the ranking starts playing with the way you think about yourself. You start comparing yourself to the other students “you are not as smart as (when you really are).” Therefore, it is better to be smart at a “good” school. It does something for the belief in yourself. I remember doing this in my classes at the University level. I didn’t mean to and I don’t even think I was intentionally doing it, it just happened. When there was someone I perceived as smarter than me or were able to understand things quicker than me, I naturally compared myself to him or her. I think it gave me a push but I didn’t necessarily get the grades that went along with that push. Whereas if I were at the top of the class, agreed, I would feel pretty good about myself. So, I can see where he is coming from and what he is trying to help me as a reader see.
Progressed through the day, chatted with my husband, got the kids ready for some errands, left the house in a disaster. Ah, it looked like a tornado passed through. Called Comcast and found myself frustrated with the service and lack of help I felt I was receiving. Wrote a little bit and went to get William from school.
William got in the car and said, “I have some bad news about today.” That could mean anything. I asked him what it was. He continued by telling me he kinda sorta got in trouble. He is in second grade. Clarifying he was not the only one, but there was a group. (Thinking to myself) Okay, so he wasn’t the only guilty one. He continued to tell me what happened and was quite disappointed he was going to miss part of his Halloween party as a consequence to his offense. I felt bad for him. I suppose a natural instinct as a parent. His attitude kept sliding downhill and by time we got home, he was pretty upset about his day. I expressed sympathy for his poor decision and explained that he had the decision to make the choice but unfortunately he wasn’t in control of the consequence. This really didn’t help too much. He started explaining that he hated school and wondered what home school would be like. Not that I would mind home school, though William enjoys people and I think he would get quite bored very quickly. The real reason he suggested home school, I am figuring, is that he doesn’t want to deal with the consequences of tomorrow. That is always tough. You want to go to school to look forward to something and he is going to be in trouble. Acknowledging his feelings helped but didn’t take away the future consequences. I gave him a hug and we continued on. I hope that he will learn from his mistake. That it is not fun to find himself in trouble, especially on Halloween.
Kids are excited for Halloween and I can’t believe it is the end of October! Happy Halloween!