Whew! We’re only three weeks into the new semester and I can already tell this one’s going to be a doozy.
They (the teachers and administration) warned us parents at the first PTO meeting back in September that the second semester would be twice as hard at the first—and they weren’t joking.
Cooper’s nightly homework has doubled—we’ve gone from one simple sheet a night plus sight words to two to three homework sheets plus sight words AND reading his Accelerated Reading book of the week.
Top all this new work off with the fact that I spent Coop’s first full week back to school in the hospital and it’s safe to say that things around here have been pretty tough.
I’m not sure who’s more stressed by this absurd amount of homework my kindergartener is bringing home—me or him.
I do know one thing—I am extremely grateful I have a husband who is just as active in Coop’s school life as I am.
Divvying up helping with homework with Cody has kept me(and Coop) from going crazy over penmanship practice and those dreaded sight words.
By the time we’ve conquered writing the alphabet letter of the week and counting, both Coop and I are ready for a break from each other.
Coop hates writing his letters, especially when I’m the one “grading” his performance.
You see, I’m a bit more strict on how well Cooper completes his homework, which basically means I require his work to be legible, something his daddy tends to let slide.
“They” want Cooper and his fellow students to try reading the stories themselves—and they also expect the students to gain comprehension of what they’re reading at the same time.
As I’m sure many of you know, sounding out the words on the page and comprehending said words at the same time is no easy task for a beginning reader, especially one with dyslexia.
Naturally, to accomplish both reading and comprehension, we have to go through the book at least twice—once with Cooper struggling to read the words in the book himself and once with me reading the story so he can actually understand what he’s reading.
The good news is, Coop really enjoys listening to stories, which gives me hope that one day, when we finally figure out this dyslexia thing, he’ll be a reader just like his mom.
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