I can’t believe N’s in the summer term at school already, but that’s the first week of the new term done. Here’s our update of this week.
It’s getting to the stage where I’m getting worried that he won’t have achieved what he should have done by the end of the year. He’s got 40-50 words to learn by the end of the year and it’s seriously slow progress. I mean how many times does a child need to sound out words of 2 or 3 letters before knowing them? I wouldn’t mind so much, but his long term memory’s usually great, but unfortunately waiting until a year later to remember words isn’t going to cut it!
Friends who have boys are trying to reassure me and stop me worrying, saying they get it in the end, but that’s not very reassuring when you see peers racing ahead who’re younger or the same age. I really do think it makes a difference having dads involved and supporting them with reading and writing. N’s dad hasn’t been to the school since he himself left it, hasn’t done any listening to reading or telling N stories, or just generally talking about schooling or his own ability in a positive light. It’s not helping my cause to encourage N, and that’s certainly a difference between N and other dads.
Fingers crossed this last term the interest will suddenly kick in and his progress will take off a bit. I think it’s going to be too late to get him up into the group of Year 1s who will move up, but I don’t want him to start year 1 behind where he should be just because he’s not interested or not encouraged that he does know more than he thinks.
Easter reading books
N came home with 4 books for reading over Easter. Thankfully it wasn’t too hard to get him to read them, and having so many to choose from definitely helped encourage him apart from the days we were away. It gave him a bit more confidence that he could do reading but since starting back, he’s still moaning about reading books.
I wouldn’t mind so much but he loves listening to stories, and recites along bits he can remember as I read them. I even try to encourage him to read odd words out of other books, and his own first reader books, but I can’t persuade him to do those.
I’m wondering whether it’s worth asking for 2 books from school each time then that might get him reading for longer.
So far, N’s not wanted to do any of the after school activities which is sad but works for me given they finish well before I finish work and there’s no way of getting him from school to afterschool club. However, this term they’re starting tennis club run by the company who comes into school already for tennis lessons. I checked if N wanted to do them after school as well and he said yes, so on Monday he’ll start them. I’m quite excited and I just hope that he enjoys them, and that it isn’t too much doing tennis in the afternoon at school, and then afterwards.
Although the sessions are only for up to an hour, I’m lucky in that a friend has offered to pick up N at the same time she picks up her son from another club and drop him off at after school club. And my sister in law is available as back up.
Another term, and the first day I got a call from school saying N had had an accident. He’d fallen over while playing tennis and hurt his cheek. Yes, I wondered how he’d managed it too. Picking him up I expected a grazed cheek or something worse, but it was only a slight red mark so it wasn’t serious. He told after school club that he couldn’t remember how it happened, but as soon as I’d got him in the car he told me straight away that he’d gone one way and another boy had gone the other, they’d crashed, N had hurt his cheek after falling, the other boy had bumped his head.
It’s really obvious at the difference in communication. Straight after school, N will have forgotten everything. And yet miraculously by bed time he’s in conversation mode.
Outdoor birthday party
At the weekend N went to our neighbours’ daughter’s birthday. She’s in Year 1 but is friendly with N because they were in day nursery together, and then have been in after school club together as well as being neighbours. N and his best friend were the only reception children there, the others were mostly her class mates from year 1 and 2. The weather as always for her birthday was sunny and warm, and the children were just let loose in the garden to play. There were no fights, no injuries and they had a great time.
We cycled down there, as did a couple of other children and parents, and it was lovely to have most of the mums stay so we could catch up. A few have children at different schools now, or were old nursery friends, so there was a lot of chat going on. Although N was there with his best friend, it was reassuring to see that he does get on well with other children (mostly the slightly older ones), and that most of them would speak to him and say bye, involving them in their games. Maybe my concern that he only seems to play with his best friend and that others in his year aren’t on his radar, shouldn’t really be a concern.
Onto the #SchoolDays linky.