Convincing a Kid
By Eileen Mynes
During summer school in San Antonio, certain schools open their cafeterias to any child seeking food. School lunches are given at no charge, so I took my 6 year old to the local elementary. She had been expressing a desire to go to "real" school where she just knew that the children had more fun.
Emily demanded that she navigate the line just like all the other 1st graders, so I sat back and smiled while other adults showed her what to do. As my "wild child", (ADHD), she could use some additional evidence that rules applied to everyone and did serve a purpose. When she finished the line, she skipped to our table, and started giggling and pretending that her food could talk.
Suddenly, a harried teacher stood near us and spoke sternly in a loud voice, "EMILY! Quit playing around and get back in line!"
Emily froze, mortified. She resembled Bud Abbot in one of his monster movies from the 30s and 40s. She dropped her carrot stick onto her plate. With huge eyes and slack mouth she slowly turned to the teacher -- who ignored her, because she was actually dealing with one of her own charges. My older daughter and I struggled to retain our composure.
With adult like seriousness and dramatic gesticulations, she now explains to one and all how homeschool is best for children.