Middle school these days is just kicking my butt.
I feel like I am attending it myself.
Between the science tests, fraction work and language arts essays, I’m fairly overwhelmed. (My social life is completely gone.)
Scoff if you want, but I can’t tell you the last time I attempted to combine fractions or determine the number of neutrons in an atom. Or written an essay interpreting a photo of a woman in a wheelchair surrounded by garbage watching a young ballerina dance in a garage using the following vocabulary words- profound, manifest, languor, prodigious and countenance. <— What the what???
I’m a 40 year old woman relearning things she never remembers learning in the first place.
Truth be told, I feel quite stupid.
Shouldn’t I KNOW THESE THINGS already? Shouldn’t I have retained something. (ANYTHING?) How can I help my own kids with their school work if I am drawing a complete blank?
You know what I remember from middle school? Michael Jackson’s video “Thriller” being debuted in music class. I remember learning how to sew a pillow and make a wooden shelf in wood shop. I remember my first kiss.
Not one darn thing do I remember about fractions or the periodic table or Latin stems.
As exhausted as it is re-learning the work being assigned to my kiddos, I’m actually finding it quite interesting.