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Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Homework

Read for twenty minutes, write a sentence. That was the homework. It's part of the homework every night for my 2nd grader. I should clarify that it does NOT say, read for twenty minutes, then ask your mother what to write, and freak out when she doesn't tell you. She may give you several hints, which the homework also does not specify as being necessary, but she loves you and is trying to help without making it too easy. The homework also does NOT say that writing three sentences should take three hours, and nowhere does it specify that the flapping of arms with paper and pencil in hand will help to coerce a "gimme" from your mom. However, after the third hour of desperate pleas such as, "IIIII dooooon't knoooow whaaaat tooo wriiiite..." while contorting your body the way of the rubberband, your mother might have to leave the house for a breath of fresh air to avoid a situation that might land one in foster care.

I'm not sure of the reason he wants to kill me exactly, or why he's chosen this method, but it's proving highly effective so far.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

I am being killed by tattle.
I believe that means I win. If you say no, I'm calling my mom.

Anonymous said...

Emma's homework was to read a book that was called Pam's Pal. It's a sad start when she DOES NOT even look at the work "Pal" and cries "I can't read it!!!!" I tell her the word is not on the ceiling or the floor but on the page. Gotta love homework.

Boliver

Anonymous said...

I was just reading some of your past entries and it does my heart good that my brother turned out not too bad and sorta nice. Because one memory stands out quite vividly. We had just gone to a movie and in the parking lot he decides to see if he spit his gum hard would it in fact fly over my hair and not get stuck. Funny thing happened. 1- he is not a good spitter, and 2 it did in fact land right on top of my hair. Then he has the nerve to call me a baby because I happened to get mad about said gum in hair. Now bear in mind that he is home from his mission so he is over 21!!! So keep the good stories about Cory coming because little sis needs to know he turned out ok. Oh and ask him if he remembers this little stunt.

boliver

Anonymous said...

I so can relate. I think homework was designed to drive parent's crazy!!!
Ginger

Randi said...

Don't you love it? When the teacher says the homework should only take 20 minutes, I don't think she usually factors in arm flapping time. That makes the whole thing take quite a bit longer.

Anonymous said...

I think I usually need to withdrawl for fresh air MUCH sooner than 3 hours in to the arm flapping. The good news is that you (and I ) are not alone. Ahhh, homework...
Ganelle

Kerri said...

I remember 2nd grade homework when I suddenly was the dumbest thing every invented as I could not do 2nd grade homework properly (ie: wouldn't give her the answers, etc). Good luck to you and hope he doesn't pull/tear a rotator cuff.....