Tuesday, September 10, 2013
For the first three days of fourth grade, my son forgot he was in a new classroom and walked past it to return to third grade.
On the first day of his first full week of school, he forgot to bring home his first homework assignment.
As he got ready for bed, he realized he'd forgotten to do his thirty minutes of assigned reading.
The next morning, he forgot to come down to breakfast.
In the time he remained in his room, he forgot to make his bed. And forgot to put his dirty laundry in the hamper. I imagine he forgot to brush his teeth.
When he came downstairs, he forgot to bring his socks and long-sleeve shirt. I retrieved them while he ate.
Now close to running late, he grabbed his socks and shoes and got in the car. When we arrived at school, he had forgotten to put on his shoes.
He forgot to take his long-sleeve shirt and raincoat, leaving them in the car.
He walked ahead to his classroom while I walked my daughter to hers. A couple minutes later, I peeked into my son's classroom and asked: "Do you have everything you need?"
"I'm here, aren't I?" he responded.
Barely. And not without serious intervention on my part. School has started, but my son's brain is still on summer vacation.
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