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My son was 6-years-old.
He was reading chapter books and could string together a story about the Pokemon sitting on his shoulder who didn’t need a seatbelt because he could just fly into the air if we got into a collision—yes, he could use words like collision accurately—and he loved to learn and discover and invent things.
But he would NOT write three sentences a day in his “journal” for his first grade teacher
Every night, the same routine:
Me: What can you write in your journal?
Him: I don’t want to.
Me: It’s just three sentences. What happened today? Just write anything.
Him: dawdle dawdle dawdle …no writing…
Me: *threats of time out, no TV, ranting about how this should have taken 5 minutes but it’s already been 30, why won’t you just do it?*
Yeah, I have better skills than that, but sometimes I forget to use them.
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