I'm joining the weekly Slice of Life writing challenge today with Ruth and Stacey the Two Writing Teachers, and gearing up for the Month long challenge in March I can hardly wait!
Our report cards went home today. I always hate report cards. I think they are a very small (and sometimes not so accurate) glimpse of a very big task.
I mean really, how can you sum up a child’s progress in a “P” or “S” check mark, or A, B, C or D for that matter.
I always feel like the comment section says much more about a child’s progress (or lack thereof) than all of the grades I give out.
When my own kids brought home a report card I always flipped to the back to read the teacher comments before I looked at their grades.
I already knew what kind of grades they made from the work they brought home. What I was interested in was-were they kind, did they use good manners, were they good citizens, helpful in the classroom, and a caring student. Or were they struggling, disrespectful, lazy and falling behind-the words said much more thank the letters or check marks.
I was disappointed when the comment section was blank. The grades may have read 4.0, but the lack of comments left me feeling deflated.
I craved the feedback. I knew my kids were great students. I wanted feedback of my parenting. I wanted to know my child was worthy of the teacher’s comments. I felt the comments were as much a reflection of me and my parenting as my child.
So last night I stayed up late. I marked all the right boxes, and checked all the scores, but what kept me up late were the comments.
Tonight each parent will read a comment from me about their child, and hopefully feel pride in their parenting.