In my time, all first graders were still “automatically” credited in October, and then they began to appeal to their “October conscience”, etc. Towards the end of the first grade, my son realized that no one asked him if he wanted to be October. He began to ask me questions. And after the summer holidays (at the beginning of the second grade) he announced to the teacher that he was “leaving October”. The school began to panic.
At home, my son and I quite often told each other about our news (on the principle of “what was interesting today”). And I began to notice that in his stories about school too often situations of this type were mentioned: “Today I started reading such an interesting book – in mathematics.” Or: “Today I began to write the score of my new symphony – on history.” Or: “But Petya, it turns out, plays chess very well – we managed to play a couple of games in geography.” I thought: why does he even go to school? To study? But in the lessons he does completely different things. To Continue reading