My Two Writing Teachers colleagues and I are hosting the 13th Annual March Slice of Life Story Challenge, in which hundreds of teachers participate in posting a story per day.
Dear Kids,
Man oh man today was a tough day. This was our second Monday of distance learning, and one thing I have discovered is that two of you hate Mondays. (And it didn’t help that your father and I both had stressful work deadlines looming while trying to homeschool you both).
At one point, Jackson burst into tears, kicked in frustration at his special “masterpiece” drawing that he’s been working on for weeks and shouted, “Nobody will play with me and I’m so angry about it! Raaaahhh!” The gigantic drawing, which is really five or six large drawings carefully taped together, crumpled a little under the weight of his foot.
Jackson, you paused momentarily realizing what you’d just done. I held my breath hoping that your masterpiece wasn’t ripped down the middle. Luckily it wasn’t.
Seeing that the masterpiece was mostly unharmed, he moved on to dump over a box full of Keva blocks, and tore down one of his lego creations.
Jackson, I want you to know first of all that I’m sorry nobody was playing with you. You must have felt so frustrated and sad. Second of all, I want you to know that I felt like kicking a masterpiece today too.
I love you both so much.
Love,
Your Mom