Things aren't going particularly well with Alice's teacher either. Alice is trying to like her. I'm trying to like her. Sigh. Per new safety regulations I am not really allowed in the classroom, so I have spent 7 hours this week doing room mother things in the work room. I have run xeroxes, sorted alphabet letter tiles and sight word cards. Not really what I had envisioned doing as room mother...
This came home with Alice today:
It is a story strip of the three little pigs. They had to color it, cut it out and paste it in the correct order.
Note the color of the pigs:
They are pink. Alice wanted to make them a different color - green or purple or something. Her teacher told her that they had to be pink because it had to be "realistic."
I can't tell you how hard that made me laugh. These are pigs who are wearing clothes and building houses, but they have to be pink to be realistic?! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Here is the grade that Alice got on this assignment:
Ouch! The grading scale goes +, Check+, Check, Check-, - . Wow. She got the equivalent of a D. Seems a little harsh to me considering that she got all the pictures in the right places (which, I'm guessing, was the point). The cutting is a little sloppy, but not too shabby for a leftie who is re-learning how to hold scissors. Imagine what her grade would have been if she had colored the pigs purple! Yikes!
2 comments:
Holy smokes! As if pigs can't be brown or black or spotted- yikes.
The good news here is the way you and Tim speak openly with Alice she is going to know to question authority, and important trait our culture is quickly losing which can be dangerous!
Luckily she doesn't know what the grade meant, nor did I explain it. She drew some sheep with six legs later that day which made me feel better.
The whole scenario cracks me up.
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