Some days it feels like my teachers are speaking a different language. In elementary school we were allowed to move around, work together, cut and paste and sing songs. I remember one activity where we cut out vowels and sorted them and arranged them like a flower and glued them on. I will never forget cutting the shapes and gluing them just how I liked them. We also had this song about the water cycle. It was more of a poem and the whole class read it together. It was to the tune of 'Coming round the Mountain' and gave us vocabulary like precipitation and condensation.
Now we have to stay still all the time.
We never get to sing songs or move our bodies unless we are goofing off. Sometimes our teachers let us mess around in class but I don't get to work with my friends unless we do it behind the teachers back.
One math teacher at our school does something really cool but I'm not in her class. Last week she took her whole class out to the football field. They got to measure the space between yard lines and then they calculated the volume of the footballs and soccer balls and volleyballs. I think I would learn if I got to try something new like that. But instead i'm stuck in my stupid desk.
Some classes I do NOT know what my teacher is talking about. The other kids catch on quickly and it feels like my brain is on 'snooze'. But it's so weird, in other classes everything makes sense to me in a second. I don't have to try and it just works for me.
It's like my brain isn't ready for some classes and in other classes i'm on a roll.When I can't understand the work I feel like doing bad things. I can't believe I'm saying this. Sometimes I want to stand up and throw my desk cause I'm so upset. Is that crazy?!
There are some kids who can't seem to do well in any of our classes. I feel really bad for them because I know what it's like to feel lost during school.


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