It happened (again)–that moment of panic when someone asks the kids what grade they’re in. Usually, we start drilling in September: “You are in 6th grade. Say it: ‘6th grade.’ Good, now you. Say it: ‘3rd grade.’ Yes, excellent.” Best to head it off before the inevitable confusion of cashiers and curious strangers kicks in as we wander around Target. My oldest is pretty good with it these days but her sister still looks at me like someone just asked if she wants to jump out of an airplane. I’m tempted to encourage them to try something different in response: “Grade level is an institutionalized construct designed to reduce children to a number instead of an individual with unique and varied learning abilities.” Take THAT, nosy neighborhood busybody!
How do your kids respond when asked what grade they’re in?