Great Teachers

I absolutely love my eight-year-old daughter’s teachers this year. They are simply outstanding. N has two teachers – one is her main teacher, who teaches her in the French Immersion program, and the other is her English teacher.

N had a little bit of upset this week. Tuesday was her first real day back at school after our vacation. She was at school last Thursday but there was a substitute teacher that day, and then followed a PD Day which was further followed by Family Day. It was a long stretch away from the regular classroom routine.

Yesterday evening the girls and I all went for haircuts, and so it wasn’t until after N was in bed that I opened up her agenda and saw the note from her teacher that N had been crying at school. In the note, the teacher didn’t know why N was upset, but she wanted us to know there had been a problem. I love that we were involved early on. Last year I didn’t find out until about two thirds of the way through the school year that N was frequently crying at school. This way is so much better.

It seems reality hit N a bit hard when she realized that she had some catching up to do. Yesterday while her classmates were doing their new work, she was working on older work that she had missed. She then started to feel that cascade that I myself feel often enough, where she felt that she was going to get further and further behind, and that she would never catch up. The tears started.

Today I have been able to follow up with both teachers, who have responded in an attentive and caring way. I love that they both took the time to talk to me today and provide so much support. This is a fairly minor problem, but I am so grateful to be able to tackle it early so that it doesn’t grow into something much bigger.

This school year has been so completely different from last year, which was a difficult year for N. Our little girl has been so happy and has been doing so well, and her attitude towards school has improved so much compared to last year. I give all of this credit to her two teachers. They have been so kind and gentle to our beautiful, lovely but sensitive girl. Now, I have further confidence that if there are any problems, they will be dealt with quickly and effectively. I feel like we are working together to turn this girl into the absolute best person she can be.

The way I look at it, Grade 2 is still really little. There is a lifetime ahead where N will be stressed over schoolwork. I really want to protect her from that reality for as long as I can.

About Finola

I am an Ottawa area Mom, writer-want-to-be and coffee legend in the making.
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5 Responses to Great Teachers

  1. Anonymous says:

    You are very lucky to have such great an d understanding teachers for your daughter. My youngest is 7 and also in grade 2. He often feels stressed over homework because there is so much of it and sometimes by the time he gets home he doesn't remember the directions. This causes hims lots of tears. He is afraid that he will have to stay in for recess if his homework wasn't completed.

  2. Kiera says:

    What a great story! I've been there with my older one–nearly pulled her out of school… and it is just starting with my younger one.

  3. XUP says:

    So right. These little ones don't need to be stressing over school work. It's good that she has some understanding teachers. How's your haircut, by the way? It looks great in the photo.

  4. Capital Mom says:

    How wonderful to have good teachers. What a difference that makes.
    It amazes me how much we can worry when we are little. Things affect us so deeply, and yet I can't even remember them now.

  5. Finola says:

    Anon and Kiera – yes, we are so lucky this year. Last year was a totally different story, so it just depends on the luck of the draw.

    Xup – Agreed, the little ones should stay stress free for as long as possible. And we seem to be on the topic of hair a lot today. My haircut was great – I just have temperamental hair.

    Capital Mom – You are lucky not to remember. I think I remember every little stress and upset I ever had.

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