As I write this, anxious parents are setting up camp outside the library of our elementary school, waiting for kindergarten registration to open tomorrow morning at 7am. It promises to get down to 30 degrees Farenheit tonight.
I will be warm and cozy, tucked in my bed.
We are not registering Nik for kindergarten this fall. Even though he will turn five in June, some of his teachers don’t think he will be ready. They cite social skills, handwriting, mental acuity, etc. He’s also pretty little (he still only weighs barely 31 pounds, and that’s fully dressed.)
I did however send in applications to two charter montessoris near us. Charter montessoris are public schools which follow the montessori method of teaching, while adhering to state testing standards. I call it the best of both worlds. Montessori, and free.
The only problem is that they accept on a lottery basis, so that is why I registered this year. If he doesn’t get in this year, I’m not too worried, and I’ll try the lottery again next year. If he does get in, we will have their kindergarten teachers evaluate him to see if they think he could handle it.
A benefit to the montessori is that the classes are blended, so the KG and 1st grades are in a room together for most of the school day. This fosters learning from your peers, elders, and also helping your younger mates. The teachers decide what to teach each child based on what learning they’ve accomplished. Individualized and one-on-one attention.
The way I see it, Nik is meant for montessori. He does not do well when forced to learn under timelines. And KG now is the new first grade. The requirements are so much more, and he is expected to be able to write sentences within the first few months. He’s only just begun to show interest in holding a crayon! [ His monster drawings, however, are legend.]
His current school has done wonders for him, and if he has to stay there another year, I’m okay with that. Especially since it will give him another year with Anju.
So…I’ll be thinking of those parents, waiting to get a spot for their child in the local school.
Thinking how glad I am that I’m not there….yet.