This was a day I’ll want to remember.
We all had to get up earlier than usual because my daughter’s kindergarten teacher had requested a meeting with my wife and me—and the principal. Because she had requested the meeting with “… as you know, your daughter is very advanced academically …”, we weren’t worried about it, but still, when people want to have a serious talk about my daughter, there is a lot of room for them to make me angry. Anyway, it was surprisingly easy for us to get up and going and out the door, and I even got my morning routine in, which is always nice.
At the meeting, the teacher started by explaining that they do assessments of the kindergarteners to evaluate what they already know, then she showed us the printouts of my daughter’s results. (These, I can add, are not very helpful on their own. Bar graphs are almost always scaled to show detail, so without some kind of context, is this data unusual, or what?) She told us that for what they test—math and reading—not only is my daughter above what they want for the start of kindergarten, she’s well above the goals for the end of kindergarten. Furthermore, they tested her (manually, apparently, which had to have been fun) for her knowledge of sight words, and they found that she knew all the kindergarten sight words … and all the first grade sight words, at which point they stopped testing, because it was obvious she could just keep going. The teacher said that at reading time she breaks the kids out into four groups according to their skill level, and my daughter is so far above the highest level that she has her go work on a computer by herself.
So, to (try to) keep her engaged and challenged and learning, and to not simply bore her for a year, we (the five of us, including my daughter) decided to “advance” her to the first grade. That’s pretty cool, and I’m extremely proud, especially when the principal told us that it is extremely rare, and he had not ever done it at that school before, and had only seen it done once anywhere. Wow!
I felt a little reluctance, because, on the other end of school, that might mean her leaving home a year earlier and going to college with more mature predators (for lack of better word). However, the idea of her spending the time by herself and learning nothing is intolerable. We can figure out the rest later.
This bit of happy intrusion distracted me for the bulk of the morning. I got some work one on Vampires in the afternoon, then I picked up my daughter from the bus, and we went to have a nice dinner, after which we visited my parents. In the evening, we finished her homework, and after a little rest I got back to work.
Vampires Versus Comicon
Finally today this thing started breaking free. I finally hit the end of Chapter 4, and doing so pushed a lot of material into Chapters 5 and 6. This book is turning unexpectedly comical. It was always going to be absurd, as Zombies is more absurd comedy than apocalyptic horror, but these characters are surprising me with how absurd they really are.
There are 20 chapters left to the end of Vampires, each with about 2,500 words. Doing 7,500 words a day would be three chapters a day, getting it done in a week. That’s the pace I did for Zombies, and if that’s “all” I can get for this, I will take it. But, I will try to do more.
Great news for my daughter, a nice dinner, and good progress. An all-around great day.