Okay so I think everyone know someone who hates/hated school and if you don’t know then odds are you are that person that hates/hated school. I just so happen to have had the pleasure of babysitting a little lady that just down right hates school. I not sure why she hates school, I mean she just started her first year of school and it the easiest because all they are doing is learning their letters and basic math. They also get to color, play outside and they have no homework. That to me is heaven. I mean it is Kindergarten after all.
When I was in Elementary School it was the time of my life. Now I did move a couple times. I spent Kindergarten with my mom and then first grade with my dad in Virginia then I moved back with my mom and spent 2nd, 3rd in Annapolis, Maryland and then we moved again and I spend 4th grade in Parkville, Maryland then we moved to Middle River, Maryland and I spent my 5th grade year their and 2 years of middle school. I made so many friends in all those places and even though I was very shy. I can actually say that Lady, the girl I babysit is the same exact way. Lady is very shy and she doesn’t want to learn, she hates it. You ask her what is it that she likes to do in school and she says “nothing”.
The first week of school for Lady she would tell me every single day before me and her would leave for the bus stop that she don’t like school and I would ask her why? And she would say that its boring and it nothing like the daycare she used to be at and I told her that she just need to get used to the idea of going to a new place and to find something that she likes about it like a subject, playtime, lunch, friends or something.
There was this one time I remember that she was “sick”, you know how people are when they are “sick” they pretend to be dying to get out of something. Lady was really good at fooling people into thinking she was “sick”. I was one of those fools, but fool me once shame on you and you will never fool me again I’ll tell you that. When I had got to her house, on the first and last day that I was fooled by this child, her mother had asked me was it alright it I was to stay home with her because she is not well enough to go to school and I was like “sure…of course, I got this I’ll make sure she gets her medicine and she can sleep it off and eat and get better”. Her mom kissed her and said her goodbyes and she told Lady that she is to stay on the couch or her bed and rest, that is not allowed to be playing and stuff since she was sick, then she was off to work. Literally not five minutes after her mother had left she was up and jumping around and I’m like this child has lost her mind, I thought she was sick what the heck this is?!?! I was like “Lady you are supposed to be resting because you sick” she didn’t want to listen to me. She wanted to cook whatever the people on the cooking show that we was watching. Mind you I thought that her and I could just relax and maybe sleep and eat. I had to keep reminding her that she was not supposed to be treating this “sick” day as the weekend, which means no fun allowed. This went on for ten and a half hours. I was mentally, physical and emotionally drained from all that I had to do to keep the girl, who didn’t have to have sugar to be hyper, to settle and relax her, not really, sick body. I got home that night, took a shower and went to bed. Looking back on that day I was happy as I don’t know what because it was a Friday and I didn’t have to babysit till Monday.