How are you feeling heading into this school year? Excited? Nervous? Happy? Hopeful?
The return to school means something different for everyone, whether you’re a student, a teacher, or a parent (or some combo of all 3). This is a big year for our family, as Gail will be teaching Kayla in grade 4 and Jake is starting high school with his big brother Sean there to show him the ropes.
This past week, Kayla started grade two at St. Paul Elementary School with Gail as her teacher. As St. Paul is a single-streamed school (ie. one class per grade), Gail – with her principal’s blessing – taught Sean 6 years ago, Jake 4 years ago, and now Kayla.
I’ve always contended that having your parent as your teacher can be a lot tougher than one might think. I can’t speak for Gail, but I know that if I taught one of my own kids, I would almost “over compensate” and be tougher on him/her than on other kids for fear of anyone claiming I was biased or favouring my own child.
I saw it in small ways when I helped to coach the boys’ volleyball teams last year. I was extremely careful about not giving Sean or Jake too much playing time, and I may have actually short-changed them on equal playing time on a couple of occasions.