Kidlet Primus will be starting school next year, so I have to write lots of things about his personality at the moment.
I wrote "He'll be fine in the classroom, because it's structured, but be nervous about more casual social interaction."
...which is, of course, just like me.
There are two separate kinders (note for foreigners: kinder meaning "preschool") in the same building. My son goes to one of the kinders, with Teacher A. The other class is taught by Teacher B. So, Teacher A knows me as a parent. Teacher B knows me as a non-parent who has come and talked to her students about music.
It just occurred to me today that the reason Teacher A and Teacher B have such different impressions of me is because of that parent/teacher distinction. Teacher A knows me as a parent – and as this rather odd, slightly scatty person who talks in a slightly socially inept fashion. Teacher B knows me as an almost-teacher – and as a very competent, intelligent person who is really good at interacting with her class. Because I am really good at interacting – in a structured classroom setting where I have the chance to think out the conversation beforehand. Not so much when I'm making idle chitchat with the other mums.
(The reason I was talking to these kinder kids about music is because I own a saxophone, a flute, an autoharp, a piano accordion, three recorders, and several thousand percussion instruments. We had fun.)
I wrote "He'll be fine in the classroom, because it's structured, but be nervous about more casual social interaction."
...which is, of course, just like me.
There are two separate kinders (note for foreigners: kinder meaning "preschool") in the same building. My son goes to one of the kinders, with Teacher A. The other class is taught by Teacher B. So, Teacher A knows me as a parent. Teacher B knows me as a non-parent who has come and talked to her students about music.
It just occurred to me today that the reason Teacher A and Teacher B have such different impressions of me is because of that parent/teacher distinction. Teacher A knows me as a parent – and as this rather odd, slightly scatty person who talks in a slightly socially inept fashion. Teacher B knows me as an almost-teacher – and as a very competent, intelligent person who is really good at interacting with her class. Because I am really good at interacting – in a structured classroom setting where I have the chance to think out the conversation beforehand. Not so much when I'm making idle chitchat with the other mums.
(The reason I was talking to these kinder kids about music is because I own a saxophone, a flute, an autoharp, a piano accordion, three recorders, and several thousand percussion instruments. We had fun.)