On Tuesday I start my 4th (and final!) practicum. This time I'm working at Max and Corina's school. I think that's awesome, and so does Corina.
Here's a story. In Sept 2006 on the first day of school, I spent a couple of hours with the kids, getting them all set in their classes. I mostly stayed with Corina, since she was just staring kindergarten. Max was starting grade 4. I left at recess, and as I was walking down the street, I heard a voice scream from the playground, "BYE MAMA!!!" It was my Max, in front of all his friends, calling out to his Mama. It made me so happy that he wasn't too cool to love me when other kids are around.
So, when I found out that not only was I going to be at Max's school, but that I was going to be only two doors down from his classroom, I asked him what he thought about that. Things have sure changed since grade 4. He said it's not cool to have his mom there, and he doesn't want me to hug or kiss him while I'm there.
I figured we should set some ground rules, so I asked him if it was okay for me to say, "Hi, Max!"
No. I can only say, "Hey, Max", not "Hi". Hi isn't cool.
I asked if I could wave at him, and I waved when I asked.
No. I can't wave like that. I have to wave cooler. He then showed me the acceptable way to wave at him.
I then asked him if it's okay if I rip off all my clothes and run naked down the hall, pointing at my vagina while screaming that MAX CAME OUT OF HERE!!
I bet it's hard having me for a mom sometimes.