By Diane Ako
A man who learned I'm a housewife now shared with me his experience in between jobs. He said it was great for a few months, but then he was bored, bored, bored after five months and dying to get out of the house.
I would like to experience that for myself. Here is why I have not, in my two periods of unemployment, had a chance to get bored. In a word: Olivia.
My daughter is six now and kids are SO much work. Just the one is making me crazy at times.
Olivia's teacher has a behavioral grading system of green-yellow-red lights that she marks on their daily tablet. Olivia comes home and I look to see what color she got each today. Her average week is: two greens, two yellows, one red.
It's disappointing but I'm learning to live with it. I mean, Paul's son has only ever had greens, so I know it's possible. We just keep trying to correct Olivia. I used to blow my top but I've since become slightly numb to it.
This kid came home the other day with not just her usual red light, but the tablet said BELOW RED. Seriously? Not just red, but BELOW red? I did not know there was a grade worse than red. Can you be badder than bad? F minus?
I asked her what she did but she didn't give me a very clear answer. I saw a teacher's aide as I left school so I asked Miss Pam, who explained it clearly to me. Apparently Olivia had been bad three times that day.
How is it that I have such a kolohe child? "Below red" had me seeing red.
I talk to her about how she can improve next time, but I know from history that "next time" is really just around the corner. What to do???