Last night I went to our Kindergarten registration. I've decided to register my son for both preschool and kindergarten since I was unsure if he should go next year. I left there depressed, with a long list of what I did not like, and wondering why it is that feel so hostile. I was listing off my grievances to one of my friends; the Hispanic father complaining to the teacher (hired to help the Spanish speaking students) that he did not like the fact that she spoke Cuban Spanish and not Mexican Spanish, the condescending attitude of the meeting, uninspiring classrooms filled with entire shelves of only Clifford the Big Red Dog books, and the teachers who seemed worn out. I always say that I like when people are honest with me, but when she asked how I could judge a perfectly good school district based on one night of registration, I immediately felt betrayed. What? You are not going to completely agree with me? But then I realized she was right.
Sometimes I feel like the most annoying person in the world. I walk around my life holding a little clipboard looking for what is wrong. It's not that I feel superior, but for some reason I tend to look at things and think, "ha, ha of course it's like this...let me just note this as another example of things that are unfair." I don't want to be like this, but I notice odd little details that most people ignore. Maybe it's because I am looking too hard. So I've decided to try to be more positive about school, and keep my mind calm, and then I can make better decisions. If I continue thinking this way about his school; he is going to notice and that's not good. If we decide to send him there this year or next (or at all), then I will try to be helpful rather than critical. Notice the good things in the class, and not the caps missing from the markers. If his classroom is uninspiring, then I have to make his surroundings at home filled with things I want him to be around. The meeting made me realize that it's really up to us as parents to give our children the education we want them to have; we can inspire them to love learning, or I can buy him his own little clipboard (kidding).