“Mom, sixth grade is so hard.”
My always snappy reply to anything that my daughter states is hard is “Honey, everything is hard before it is easy.” In this case, I didn’t say that because I get it. Sixth grade IS hard.
What is hard about it for you?
“They give us so much work and there are so many books that are so heavy. That boy that annoyed me is in every single one of my classes and he won’t leave me alone”. And, the real kicker, there is a girl in my class with the same name! Why do they have to put us in the same class? I was the only one with that name in the whole school, now she is in my classes. When we went for seconds at lunch the girls there threw off our cups and plates on the floor.”
I have to take one of these issues at a time. I told her that her name might have gotten popular and thus going to her real first name or hyphenated first and middle name. In the south, most people go by their middle names so this is not unheard of.
As far as the bullying girls, there is always going to be a pack of girls vying for who could be the biggest “b—-“. My daughter is lucky that she has some very good long term friends that will stick together through all of this b.s.
That boy that bothers her, well, she will have to deal with him only when he is next to her.
As far as the school work, yep – suck it up. It has been a piece of cake for the past 6 years at the school, now time and attention have to come into place. When schoolwork comes easily, you can slide through without putting too much effort into things. When there is a lot of it, you have to hanker down, get in there and focus.
Hormones, you-tube videos, musically, and all of the other distractions of social media dissolving brains will cause her to do anything other than study.
The good news for now is she has a physical outlet of having physical education every day and since she has made it onto the volleyball team, she has to focus there as well. Physicality is good for kids. Exercise makes the blood flow and makes them think about the task at hand. A change in the environment is always good.
Encouragement of yes, I have been there too as far as everything she is going through. Listening to her talking, I go through the same things she does even now.
Yes, honey, I wanted the prize and that woman wanted it too. I didn’t stand up for myself and she took it right out from underneath of me. (this happened 2 weeks ago to me). I realized it didn’t really matter and I didn’t need another flower vase anyway.
Sometimes I just go and sit in her room with her. I figure eventually she will want to talk. I do have to encourage her to be nice to her dad. She became uncontrollably upset when he thought the sandwich he had gotten her was still warm when it wasn’t and no sauce which caused her to throw the sandwich against the wall. I had to let her know that we are there for her no matter what but nobody is going to be in her corner more than her dad at this point.
Raging hormones, changes in classes and changes in environment. We still have a long road ahead but I know just being there through the storms of her changing will help us grow together.