I had a quaint conversation with a group of women today at baseball. I don’t think I fit in there too much. There’s several groups of women, but no real way of labeling them, as if I would do that here, but anyway, I kind of just choose a different group to sit with each practice.
I’m like that and always have been. Just a little nomad.
Where was I going with this?
Oh yea, the women were discussing "their homework" and by "their homework", I mean their child’s homework in which they had taken great pride in exchanging tales of who did the most homework, how an assignment was to be done and the like. The entire conversation was about "our homework".
And then, I opened my mouth.
And words just spill out…where is that filter that’s suppose to keep me from getting punched in the face?
I’ve never been one of the popular kids and right now, I’m probably the target of some demon words.
Indeed, I spoke up. Basically I asked why the child’s homework was "their homework" and indicated that I would not be doing my son’s homework. Not my homework, it’s his. And, if it’s ridiculous, he won’t be doing it either.
And, the war was one.
One mother attempted to explain to me that she had watched her son and analyzed his skills and the type of learner that she believed him to be. And, in doing so, she determined that he needed to do homework, more homework than his not-so-much-of-a-believer-in-homework-teacher sends home.
Side note here…sorry, these children are all in the same teachers class and it is one of the very very few in the entire school that is not big on homework. This mother was advocating that her son needed more homework.
Unfortunately, that filter that should reside somewhere between my brain and my lips went missing.
I listened.
I asked if her son had any medical issues that might make it difficult for him to focus (ADD and can you say offended..she informed me right quick that not only had he not been tested, she would not have him tested). Now, I know the kid, I don’t think that he has any issues at all, I was just asking to be sure. And, I just wondered what she was basing her decisions on.
With that, I explained that doing homework might make his grades better in the moment, six weeks grades as they are done here, but in the long term, he probably wasn’t profiting from her parent-imposed homework. She informed me that indeed, after watching how he learned, she determined that the long term was exactly why he needed to do the homework.
And, that filter, man I hate it when it breaks down.
I was forced to ask
"So, have you watched, observed or analyzed how he learns when he doesn’t do the homework?"
The subject was changed by an innocent bystander…..and possibly that bystander was just enough to wake the filter in my brain up because I didn’t say anything further. So, of course, now I’m asking you.
If you have watched, observed, analyzed, whatever you want to call it (you being generally you) and you have determined that your child learns best when he/she has a substantial amount of homework, have you tried the watching, observing, analyzing of the same kid when he doesn’t do that homework and instead he goes outside and runs and rips and gets rid of extra energy?
I’m curious, is there as more to be learned sitting down at a table doing flashcards and the like to learn something such as multiplication tables than if the child is outside, throwing rocks in the pond, two by two and that’s four…four and four more and that’s…8…….5 rocks in, 5 rocks in, 5 rocks in, that’s 5 rocks in three times and that makes….ahem…15. Yes, indeed it does.
So, with that, I’m curious and I certainly am not trying to be combative nor was I tonight at the ball field, but if you have made the decision that your child needs to do a substantial amount of homework (and in some cases more than the teacher assigns), have you tried not doing it to see what happens?
And, I’ll save this for tomorrow but, when did a kid go to school and come home with homework for "us" to do.
I dun gone ‘n gut my edukatin ‘n thar ain’t no need ‘n me dooing it agin. Now is thar?
Seriously, that’s tomorrow’s rant, I do not send him to school to bring work home for me to do. What do you think?
I know, beating the dead horse here aren’t I?




























