My son can’t decide whether his mother is The Terminator or Adolf Hitler

So, we’re back to fighting about grammar again.  Finally it boiled down to this conversation,

Boy9:  I’m not going to stop fighting you on this.

Me:  We can fight every day for all 180 days of 5th grade, but I will not give up.  By the end of the year you will have learned your grammar one way or another.  I will win this fight.

Boy9 looked at me in horrified disbelief.  Sort of like the look on Sarah Connor’s face when the Terminator just keeps coming.

We did half the lesson, and then moved on to history, with the intention of coming back to grammar when Boy9 was less emotional.

In history, Boy9’s favorite subject, we read about Hitler’s systematic invasion of Europe.  The last thing we learned was that it took 28 days for Warsaw in Poland to fall.  By the time we got back to Grammar, Boy9 was more tractable and did his assignment without much fuss and mostly correctly.

He said he still thinks grammar is stupid and he doesn’t want to do it.  I told him, “We have to do this.  I just hope we don’t fight for all 180 days.  Maybe we can fight for just 28 days.

“If you’re Poland…think of me as Hitler.”

This caused him to burst into laughter.

I have an uneasy feeling that he’s been comparing me to Hitler for a long time now.

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P.S.  For those of you feeling sorry for Boy9, don’t.  The boy is highly intelligent (if I do say so myself) and falls into the trap that lots of highly intelligent people fall into: they’re so used to things coming to them easily, that as soon as they run into something that takes effort, they give up right away.  They don’t know how to persevere because they so rarely have to.

I’m thinking tomorrow we’re going to learn about perseverance:

“…we shall not flag or fail. We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be. We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender…”

Tomorrow, I get to be Churchill and Boy9 can be Hitler.

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Picture of the day:

Ada gave me a billion tomatoes from her garden today.  Thank you, Ada!  Garden tomatoes are one of my favorite foods.  The uglier, the better. Yum!

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12 thoughts on “My son can’t decide whether his mother is The Terminator or Adolf Hitler

    • Kids are little goofballs and a lot of fun. But I just realized that tomorrow (today) is our day off, so we’ll have to wait until Thursday for the next Grammar Battle.

  1. Too bad you don ‘t live closer, Jackie. I picked another 18 tomatoes from my garden this afternoon. I thought what am I going to do with these? I have been giving them to my family and some neighbors. My neighbor sent me a text asking me for some right after! I ended up with lettuce and burger’s for dinner tonight!

  2. You know I do phone conferences right? I’d be really happy to fill your son in about the need for grammar and some tricks of the trade like “that whiches broom” (Yes spelled wrong but that and which are used for objects and who is for people.) Let me know. You know for a few weeks I’ve been wondering about setting up a plan where your kids can get paid to correct grammar errors in one essay. I thought it would be a nice combination of what you do and also the work that you do. Say….$10 per essay? Hmmm think about it.

    • Hmmm. Boy9 can tell when things are wrong, but, of course, can’t articulate why yet. He just knows it “sounds wrong.” It would be fun for him to have to assess some grammar with me. If he doesn’t bounce away in boredom, we could use it as a way to learn the “whys” behind the “it doesn’t sound like” syndrome.

      Nine year olds aren’t the most dependable of employees. 🙂

  3. History is the product of many peoples’ attempts at recording (journaling) the events of life around them by means of exercising their knowledge of grammar. Can we imagine how the history of Poland and Hitler would read if the authors didn’t bother with their grammar?

    There’s nothing wrong with taking history and dissecting it piece by piece (or sentence by sentence, word by word) to understand all the information there is to learn…

    I can’t imagine you as the Terminator, but just keep saying, “I’ll be back.”

  4. Kidlings (my mom’s term) sure make life unpredictable and fresh. Yes, fresh, even in the middle of the sameolds. I love this post. My kids think I’m twisted and odd, so what hope do they have. eh???

    • Thanks for the feedback on the post! Always love the feedback.

      Good logic: if you’re twisted and odd and you’re raising them, what hope DO they have?? Kids aren’t always logical though, are they?

  5. It’s true! I just found out that my sister who was failing math last semester has taken a job at a coffee place over the summer and can now make change without even thinking about it – so I mean obviously she’s not BAD at math, she just wasn’t applying herself in school, she knows how to work numbers, it’s just a matter of doing it. Then there’s me, I worked in retail for years and I still have a rather numerical based job but I need my calculator :O math is not my strong suit!

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