Have you seen The Race to Nowhere? Do. It’s your
homework.
My kids sat in school from 8:30 am to 3:10 five days a
week. They had one recess that was
20 minutes tops (yes, mothers stand behind trees and time the recesses… a topic
for another time). They had gym
once a week...
“Mom, can we go to the park?”
“Not today – we should get going with your homework.”
(Because otherwise when are we supposed to a) bathe b) have dinner together as a family c) practice piano d) read books e) do a flippin' chore f) play with toys to wind down...? Riddle me that.)
Kids should not have homework before middle school – and
then it should be minimal, preparatory for legitimate (but reasonable) homework in
high school.
Tell me to read with them, have them write letters to pen-pals, suggest math games, whatever… but homework?
Dumb. In the inspired words of the oft-quoted Twisted Sister – we’re not
gonna take it.
Number eight on the list: NO FREAKIN’ HOMEWORK.
(I took the picture above when I was volunteering in the
kids’ library last year. Made me
giggle.)
