School has resumed in Atlanta, with Will Trocchi making his triumphant return to the classroom. We decided to homeschool Will last year after a combination of factors led to an unfulfilling first grade for him. Amy and I did our best to catch him up to grade level in math and reading, and through a lot of blood (Will's), sweat (mine) and tears (Amy's), we think he's ready for relaunch into a real classroom (i.e. not wearing pajamas all day) for third grade.
Will joined Mia at Briarlake for Day No. 1 on Monday, and he was a bundle of nerves. He tends to put his hands on his hips and bend slightly forward when he is nervous, sort of a cross between an old man with a bad back and a woman trying to make her waist smaller. When we picked him up at the end of the day, he was trying hard to stifle a smile when he got in the van. 'What's the big deal?', he was trying to project, but then he fell in line with Mia and chat, chat, chatted about the first day. P.E., recess and reading were his big hits, pleasing us that at least he didn't say P.E., recess and lunch.
So the routine has begun, with the afternoon carpool consisting of Mia and Will, then another pickup with Tyler and his friend from Kittridge. I'm looking forward to the interesting conversations they will have throughout the year, such as this one on Day Two:
Will: One of the girls in my class was in first grade last year. She skipped second grade and is now in third grade. How do you do that?
Mia: She was in second grade Discovery last year, and she did good, so she just moved up.
Will: I'm going to skip high school and go right to parent.
Friend: You'll have to skip college, too.
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