For those of you who remember, my son had a really rough time at school last year and I myself had a very difficult time with his teacher. It was unfortunate that his first year of school was so horrible he would fight me every morning not wanting to go. Preschool should be fun. But the year is over, and summer is here. The school offered summer school to a select few kids and my son was chosen as one of those who had the opportunity to attend. I signed him up just in case he had a change of heart and got bored after being out of school, figuring if he didnt like it I could whisk him out with no worries.
Well thank Bob I did. He has a different teacher this summer, one who is much more closer to understanding what the kids enjoy, and her room is stock full of cool things ( even I eyed the area wistfully remembering being that age). She gets right down on the floor with the kids, and *gasp* allows the parents, no, encourages them to come in to the room to drop off and pick up their kids so they can see how they interact in their school enviorment. Every day I've been able to walk in, hang back for a few minutes and watch my son, totally engrossed in whatever he is doing that it takes him awhile to even notice Im there. And then he doesnt want to go home as hes having too much fun. Hes even been gettin gup at 5 in the morning, fully dressed and ready to go to school hes been that excited.
Today was day 3 and I just picked him up. While I was there, one of the OT teachers (there are a few kids there with special needs) came up to me and mentioned that the difference in Xavier from regular school to summer school was like night and day. Shes noticed he is more relaxed, happier, more outgoing, and more enthusiastic on what they are learning than when he was with his other teacher. She was completely impressed. I mentioned to her that he hated school, due to some issues with some of the kids and the other teacher, but that here he is in love ( his words) with summer school and Miss Karen and he get along great. At that point his teacher, Miss Karen, popped over and told me that my son is the role mdoel for all the other kids in the class and she was very happy to have him there.
I walked out of the classroom with a happy kid, bubbling about his day at school, and not too happy that he had to wait until Tuesday to go back. When you have a teacher who cares, and takes the time to get down to the kids level, and you have an enviorment filled with what kids love, there can be a huge difference in how your child views school. My son has gone from hating school, to loving it, and I give the credit to the teacher, her openness with the parents, and the fact she loves to get down on the floor and play race cars and legos with the kids