Wednesday, June 16, 2010

5th Grade Redux

From the super-secret list of things people don't tell you before you become a parent (and no, we won't share it with you, because misery does, in fact, love company):

#17 -- The Redux Principle. Having children guarantees that you will be forced to relive the worst moments of your own childhood.

Case in point: 5th grade. Not my favorite year of school when I was a kid. I had the experience of spending a year engaged in intellectual redundancy, with the distinct feeling that I was ready to move on. This, of course, made the time stretch out into some unholy event horizon of the black hole of public education. I felt like a freak because I had absorbed everything that elementary school had to teach. Yet I was emotionally attached to the comforting surroundings and the regular presence of people who were my own age, even if time has proven the term "friend" has a very fluid meaning.

Now, some decades later, I'm going through 5th grade for a second time with my own children, and suffering through all the conflicting emotions with them. Time has given me the perspective to articulate the problems I had back then (see the above paragraph) so I figured I had some parental insight. However, that ignores the guiding principle all children live by (which is available only to kids as their own super-secret list that you have to figure out through guesswork): parents are clearly imbeciles and any insight they have is the insight of a feeble-minded hamster which will routinely eat its own poop.

The end result: you are finally equipped to deal with 5th grade and the boredom, bullying, cliques, teachers, administrators, ceaseless activities, fear, exhilaration, and all the issues that seem so momentous to pre-teens, but the kids don't care in the least that you can help them. Which leaves you feeling just as powerless as doing it the first time around, except you have to watch the people you love the most suffer through everything, when your fiercest wish is to spare them that suffering. You have to be patient (not my long suit) and watch them figure it out themselves.

Parenting is not for the faint of heart.

3 comments:

  1. having relived through 4th grade 4xs, 6th grade 3xs, 8th grade 2xs, and 11th grade 1x with my kids so far..... i am totally and completely in agreement with you and the thought that we have to sit and watch (most times painfully) while our kids make the same mistakes and assumptions we did. ouch. no one want to hear how things will get better or how things can be done better. think about when your own parents (if you are lucky enough to have them still) try to tell you about parenting, growing older, taking care of our selves and our families.... we all pretty much "yessir" them and walk away. only difference is that our kids are still young enough to tell us where they would really like us to go ( away, downstairs, to bed, or hell in a handbasket, depending on their age.) Love the blog, matt. glad i found it and will definitely keep reading.

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