Way To Aim Low, Baby
Last night Maddie was reaching the end of
her limit homework-wise. She’d been given several assignments
at the beginning of the week that were all due today, and she
spread them out probably more than she should have, saving two
long-term assignments for last night in addition to studying for
two tests. By the time Maddie was in the final stages of her
homework, several painful hours later, she was d-o-n-e with the
whole thing.
Maddie worked a bit on her final assignment, a brief summary of what she’s been reading right now, then said to me wearily, “Can I read this to you and you tell me if it’s good enough?”
“Good enough for what, exactly, baby?” I asked.
“Good enough for me to not have to stay in from recess to re-do it tomorrow,” she said.
I see she's already learning from the "do just enough work to not get in trouble" school of ethics.
Maddie worked a bit on her final assignment, a brief summary of what she’s been reading right now, then said to me wearily, “Can I read this to you and you tell me if it’s good enough?”
“Good enough for what, exactly, baby?” I asked.
“Good enough for me to not have to stay in from recess to re-do it tomorrow,” she said.
I see she's already learning from the "do just enough work to not get in trouble" school of ethics.
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