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Oct
17

Why Middle School is Still Annoying as a Mom

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school5My son Rick started sixth grade this year. His beginnings in middle school have given me nightmares for a couple of reasons. First, my baby is no longer a baby! Second, middle school was not a fun time for me as the adjustment from elementary school was a difficult transition in my life and now I feel as if I will be reliving the nightmare again through my son. Third, I will have to endure two other children as well as Rick going through these harrowing adolescent years in the awkward transition out of primary school into middle grades.

Let’s take a walk into the past and see why middle school were difficult years for me. We moved to a new town the summer before I started sixth grade. In my old town, sixth grade was still elementary school in the safe and cozy atmosphere I excelled in; in the new town sixth grade was the first year of three in middle school. One more year where I would have just one teacher to guide me through my learning process replaced with six teachers. Do you see how many sixes there are in this article? Sixes are bad. This grade should be avoided like taking the elevator to the thirteenth floor. Sadly in my naiveté, I was excited about moving past elementary school because I was unaware of the dreaded H word. You know what word I am talking about, I will take the risk of angering people and write out this profane word. Homework. That’s right I said it, but could you please keep your stones on your side of the school yard?

My poor baby has to endure these cumbersome years now. Despite the technological advances, chrome books do little to reduce the transition from childhood to the years of constant expectation. He will survive because my husband and I will carry him through those years with vigilant diligence. But I am not walking in his gangly pre-teen shoes. Oh no, he can keep those shoes to himself. I did my time; my prison sentence is over. I will be the prison warden, but I am very thankful not to walk those halls again with ominous teachers throwing around that profane word as if it was a treat. As warden, there are new elements of this harrowing year to fear.

Chromebook’s are the ban of my existence. First, they are windows based inferior devices which are completely inoperable by parents. Apple needs to hop on this bandwagon and create a user-friendly device that schools can afford.

School books are a thing of the past. That’s right, no math books to help this mama relearn how to do fractions which I have rarely needed to use in my twenty something years since middle school ended. I know google is my friend and ready to assist 24/7, but I don’t like math, and I don’t want to do long division. Lesson plans are now made up of several different forms of media streamed together rather in-cohesively. Call me old fashioned by I like books. E-readers are great as a digital bookcase, but I need a little help from the handy books to travel into the past to what my son is learning now.

Gym Class is every day. Monday through Friday, my son, comes home in stinky gym clothes washed in his sweat. How has this inhuman torture been so widely accepted as normal by society? I agree with my daughter; PE stands for Pointless Exercise. Skip gym class and let him come home early so he can ride his bike to the park with his friends.
The School Bus takes away precious hours. School already takes up more time in middle school. Let’s tack on over an hour between both commutes to and from school to suck free time out of my son’s life. I get that this particular school has been unsuccessful in finding a four start bus company but waiting twenty minutes for the bus to pick him up after school has ended before delivering him home is unacceptable. Don’t worry I have been complaining and will continue to do so up the chain until some compromise is met. Sadly, Rick wants to take the bust for the exact opposite reason I want him off the bus, other children. I know about the bullying on the bus. Bullying and I are no strangers, and the bus is just a breeding ground for ill-behaved children to torture the low man on the totem poll.

School Hours are long. My little man has to wake up at 6:30 to be at the bus stop at 7:20 despite school not starting until 8:05. School is not finished until 3:40 and because of the buses he is not home until 4:15 or 4:30 on an average day. I have to make sure he is in bed by 8:30 to make sure he gets the 10 hours of sleep that help him to be attentive. Not to mention the average family eats dinner around six pm, so my son barely has time after a snack to spend more than one hour with friends before dinner. Then comes the hour or so of homework and thirty minutes of chores. By 7:30 my son only gets at most an hour of free-time which is usually used in taking a shower and other life essential activities. When I was in middle school we started at 7:30 am and still were home by 2:30 pm. When did the school day get so long?

Homework…the dreaded word. I really should put myself in time-out for spelling the word out again. The school has my son for almost eight hours a day, more if you add in travel time to and from the institution. Now you’re going to expect him to do several sheets of homework, read for at least twenty minutes, and practice his clarinet? Thank goodness my son doesn’t have any extra-curricular activities this year. It is time for schools to figure out how to do schoolwork in school and not have to force children into more work at home. That’s right I will never support this swear word. Save the horrible H-word for college.

I am sure there are more reasons to find middle school daunting by the end of the year, but this is a rather extensive list of the harbinger of school changes. What about you other mom’s and dad’s out there? Why do you hate reliving the middle grades?

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Adrina Palmer is a stay-at-home-mom to three wonderful children and a wife to an amazing husband. She has a bachelors degree in Religion from Liberty University and is currently writing her first novel. Adrina is a Christian hoping to help other stay-at-home moms find the joy and simplicity as a mother and wife. In her free time she enjoys many crafts, writing, spending time with family, and reading. She would love to hear from you!

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