Today the Ladynay household had a case of the I can'ts.
As Dr. Hype introduced a new chapter I felt once again as if he was talking Arabic. I think the other 30 or so students that showed up today out of 62 felt the same. I had made the decision that I would talk to Dr. Hype and st8 out ask him if there was a chance of me surviving and passing his class. If he didn't think so I was going to drop the class. I didn't tell him that of course. He seems to think I can, I am not so sure. This next test will let me know for sure. I have a lab report due tomorrow and according to my group members, we did our calculations wrong. I am not doing it again. I simply refuse. To be honest I had mentally given up during class once he started the next chapter. The only thing stopping me is this hope he has for me. To him, I understand the physics, just can't manipulate the math. Which is what I basically blogged the first week of class. I understood the big picture before I stepped foot in the class. The equations just jack me up!
This evening was the second PTA meeting at Pooka's school. I was disappointed to see the significant drop in parents in attendance. I want to say I was the only non staff member of my general race there. That bothers me, that bothers me a lot. Anyways as luck would have it Pooka's PE teacher was there. After the meeting we sat down and had a talk about things we both do to help Pooka get motivated to participate in the activities. One interesting thing that happened was that Pooka gets in a "I can't/I don't know" mode. In PE today the teacher asked each kid where they can find there heartbeat. They did that activity last week so it was kinda like a quiz. Pooka's response was "I don't know". Tonight he asked her again and she gave the same answer. I don't know what prompted me, but I asked her what her name was...she said she didn't know. Of course Pooka knows her name forwards and backwards and can spell her name without hesitation most days (her last name is kinda long). This proved to the PE teacher that it's not that she doesn't know, it just she isn't cooperating. He wondered if it was because he was a man. I am not sure. It is still very up in the air and I am going to continue with my positive reinforcement and hopefully she will get it together.
Tonight at home I asked her if she knew how to hop, skip, jump, gallop, etc... This is what they are going to be doing next week in PE. Even though I personally seen her do these things, she started tearing up and told me she couldn't. I was giving her the I can speech and was trying to get her to tell me why she felt she couldn't when I knew for a fact she could. She wouldn't tell me. At the very least I got her saying that she could vs. she couldn't. I can't have my child having the mindset that she can't do anything. I have no idea where this concept even came from in the first place. She has never been the one to say she couldn't. Where is the parent handbook when you need it?
On a positive note I did sign up to volunteer at the book fair! I am already down for the fun run and I am having lunch with Pooka on Friday at the school which is nice cuz she has a dentist appointment that morning! YAY! I am also down for the Fall Experience and I think that where the kids are going to do a bunch of crafts and what not. My job offers 24 hours a year to community service/child involvement work. I haven't used not one hour of this time since I have been a permanent employee but boy I am gonna try and max those 24 hours out every year from here till I change employment! If there is something going on at the school and it don't interfere with my school time! I am there buddy!
I saw my neighbor who thinks/thought I was unapproachable and basically told her the parking issue wasn't no big deal with me and if she wanted to come talk to me about anything just knock on my door if I'm home. What I did find strange is that she was telling me that she wanted to park on the other side of where my other neighbor said she wanted to park. She also said how the other neighbor took what she was trying to say the wrong way and that she loved our little section and blah de blah de blah. The stories don't match but I am now parking my van in the seventh space (there are seven spaces allotted to our section, technically there are 8 but 7 realistically) vs. space number one and I will just observe where the both of them park for a minute just to see what the deal is. Personally I don't care as long as I got one of the 7 to put the van, period.
My main concern at the moments is how to keep "I can't" from out of Pooka and I's head and mouth.
"I CAN redo my lab report, I just don't WANT to"