DASH - Writing Celebration

Dash had a writing assembly again today. I was not going to miss this one for the world. It means so much to little ones to have their parents their. I blogged about his first one previously. I volunteered to bring goodies. I was on time!woohoo, go me!

We had listened to 4 other students stand and read their stories. One little girl was amazing. I felt like she was reading directly from a book. Her vocabulary was far above your typical 7 yr. old. The students were to receive no help from their teacher or their parents. Dash rarely brings homework home and he will NEVER NEVER ask for help. He would rather do it wrong than ask for help or try to get it right than have you give him the answer. When Dash read his story he had captured his audience and the children and the parents gave him the biggest and loudest applause. I was quite shocked. It was cute. It had them laughing and his mama beaming. I didn't realize how much he wanted a PSP. He never asked for it on his list. (I think it was sweet that he didn't ask because he thought it was pricey)

The Best Christmas Ever
One Christmas I could not wait to open my first Christmas present! I was about to scream, "Hurry up" I wanted my parents to rush to the living room. them my parents came in and I calmed down. The wrapping paper of my first gift had stars on it. I wanted to open my present in the box. I thought it was going to be a remote control car. I got to open the box. I tore the paper off the box like a lion eating its prey, it was a PSP! I wanted this even more than a remote control car. I have always wanted a PSP! I said, "THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!". I began playing my PSP immediately. I even thought it was pretty. So, pretty I could marry it!

Afterwards, his teacher Mrs. Robinson came up to me and showered me with compliments about my son. "What?, Aden?" I could not believe what I was hearing. I was stunned actually and her words through me in a state of confusion. My mind could not comprehend it, rather believe and associate the words with the person.

The entire class applauded Dash because he was the only child to say "thank you". This does not surprise me. I was volunteering passing out icecream to 7 third grade classes. I could count on 2 hands how many children said thank you. 7 classes with 25 to 27 children. The same thing happened with the 2nd grade classes! I was appalled. Are these parents heathens? Why are children not taught the common daily courtesies?? Everyone acts like everything is OWED to them.

She continues to tell me that Dash is a gem. She hit the lottery with him. He is so good, he is polite, he does his work, he is so smart. I am speechless. I mouth says, "thank you", while my mind is thinking this child stays in trouble from the moment he walks in the front door. He is horrible. He hits his sisters for no reason. Just because. I watch it and then when he gets in trouble for it, he tells me he didn't do it. Even though I just watched it happen right in front of me!
The child who never wants to do what he is suppose to do and only wants to PLAY PLAY PLAY! No chores, no responsibilities, shirks his work is an AWESOME completely different child at school! I would love to see the good child. I do get glimpses of the golden child but not often enough.

I am thankful that he is a good boy and a good student and everything that we would have him be in public and with others. I guess if he needs to have a melt down at least he can show his stripes at home. It reconfirms my deepest suspicions that he is good! ::sigh:: big relief.