Sometimes, it really is better not to know.
Mia Freedman doesn’t offer parenting advice often. But when my daughter started kindy at the beginning of this year, she passed on one piece of – at the time incomprehensible – wisdom: ‘Never, ever look at what level Reader the other kids in your class are on.’
‘Ha.’ I thought. ‘Like that will ever be a problem.’
I thought my daughter was the best reader in her class. Every night we would read together and I would marvel at her speed and agility around words like HAT and CAT and SYRIAN CRISIS.
I imagined her under the golden hexagon of the Spelling Bee, slaying the other kids while maintaining excellent manners and sportmanship, while I silently and self-satisfiedly thanked her holy Goddess for bestowing such a gifted child upon me.
But then….. something terrible happened.
The wrong reader bag came home. You know, the special pouches that carry the kids’ reading books. They all look the same, and my daughter had grabbed the wrong one.
THE HORROR.
Because… the kid whose reader bag we had take was on another level. Actually, he/she was on about 10 more levels. TEN READING LEVELS ahead of my genius child.
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Time to get over this, Holly.
Is your daughter well-mannered. Does she play fairly? Is she 'at home' with elderly relatives and friends, children her own age and other (slightly) older relatives & friends? Does she engage in articulate conversation?
Does she put her toys away with few reminders? Is her room (relatively) tidy? Can she dress and wash herself reasonably well and predominantly independently?
There's a lot more values than being winner of a spelling bee or dux of the class.
Some of my favourite pupils over the last 41 years have certainly been the successful ones but, in the scheme of things, the best children were the ones who communicated well, treated others well and did their best without having to be reminded of their responsibilities.