Now for most of you that might come as a surprise to you. I am not one for posting much about my personal life but I have been known to put things in comments from time to time. You see there are very few things in my life right now that is just mine or a place that I am just me. When I am online I am not a mom, a referrer, an account, a cleaner or any of the titles or hats that go with being a homemaker/mother. I don't think that I am being selfish wanting a place to be me, who I was before I had kids. Don't get me wrong I love them and wouldn't change a thing but some where along the way I lost being just DarkBeauty.
Anyway I could make a post just on that alone and that isn't the point of this post.
My daughter (age 7 and in grade 2) got off the bus from school, she comes running across the street and up the driveway yelling I read to Mrs. Chafe I read to Mrs. Chafe. (Mrs. Chafe being her teacher). I couldn't have been more proud and excited for her.
Now for a bit of the back story on my this is such a big deal. In December before the Christmas break we had parent teacher night. The first one for the school year. Now her report card didn't warrant a meeting but it is more meet the teacher for the first time type of deal. (my daughter got all 5's in everything which is the highest you can get - I know what a grading system). Anyway the teacher had nothing but good things to say, but then she mentioned, like in the comment section that she wasn't reading at the level she should be at that point in the school year. Which was a surprise to her and to me being that my daughter is very bright. She went on to say that she was having trouble getting her to read at school to her hence why she didn't really have a good idea of what level she was actually reading at. Now I was surprised becasue she is always reading to me and to others in the house not just the mandatory reading sent home from school. Anyway I wasn't overly worried because I knew it wasn't that my daughter was having problems with her reading it had to be something else.
Okay so this is getting a bit long. So I will skip ahead a bit. Over the break and even this month I have been getting her to read more. Assure her that reading to her teacher was no different then reading to me or any one else in the house. That the reason she needed to read to the teacher was so she could grade her on her reading ability. Then I kind of let things be I didn't mention it again but kept up on the reading.
Now I did ask her why she didn't want to read to miss but she just said she didn't want too. But I figured it out all the same over time, that it was because she was afraid of not knowing a word. That the book she was given she hadn't read before. Now knowing my daughter this didn't surprise me becasue she thinks she need to know the words or the spelling or math right away. That all things she does has to be perfect with no mistakes. She has since gotten better with this. With a lot of work and encouragement by me.
So that brings us to why her telling us that she read to her teacher is such a big deal. I knew that in time she would come around but I still worried all the same. So we all made a big deal of it. Her Nan (oh Nan to use Canadians is Grandmother not a nanny/babysitter, I don't have a clue why) was over joyed and jumped up and down, gave big hugs and kisses, really went over board with the praise. Well we all did, except for her bother he just say oh yeah, oh my, lol.
So here is hoping that she continues and we get an idea of what her reading level is now. Thanks for taking the time to read the rambles of a proud mom.