Last week he carried home one assignment four nights in a row. The first night his teacher asked him to complete a question he'd left blank. Here's that troublesome question and the progression of my son's answers as each day went by:Q: How would you describe a poetic moment?
A: I wouldn't.
Q: Note from teacher - Please try anyhow.
A: I'm not a poetic kid. I like basketball.
Q: Same question + a new note that says, Please complete the assignment even if you aren't poetic.
A: Find a picture that makes you feel warm and write words about it. P.S. Nobody cares about this stuff.
11 comments:
LOL * I'm dying here!!
If I ever have kids I want
a clone of this one.
Hilarious. He's got spunk.
I love this little guy.
And this shows how our
school system today does not allow for individuality, dontcha think??!!
Uh-oh. However he did give the teacher an option.
too funny ;)
my girls loved poetry, my guy... not!
Good for your kid
and hail to the world of
nonconformists. We are a good bunch of people!
I SO can see him doing this!!
Way to go M.K.!!!!!
(Tell him he'll care about that stuff when he wants a girlfriend...)
At least he's honest.
Ha! I love it! Good for him for sticking to his answer. He's totally right: if you're not poetic, you wouldn't describe a poetic moment. You'd be talking about something else entirely.
Thanks for sharing this!
That kid will go far, I tell ya!
We want our kids to think for themselves. And then they do...
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