Math exam

Daughter is not a person who takes school too seriously. She is not too fond of it either. I think she feels it is a waste of her time. After the second day of school, she came home and told me she wouldn't go there anymore. "Why???" I asked, "it's boring," she answered. "How much longer do I have to go?"

At the first parent teacher conference the teacher told me daughter gets distracted very easily. "By what?" I asked. "Oh, by pretty much everything," the teacher said. "By a bird flying by the window. The Rain. Trees." It seems daughter is looking out of the window a lot.

And then there is the problem of her talking too much. She is talking to the little girl sitting next to her. And the one sitting behind her. And the one in front of her. If no one is talking to her she has a conversation with herself.

One day last spring son came home from school with her. Clearly, he was very upset as he came running up the stairs. "You should call the school," he said. "Bella beat up another girl."

BEAT up a girl??? "What were you thinking???" I asked her. "This girl pushed me," daughter said, "so I pushed her back. Dad told me: defend yourself."

So, I am a bit concerned about daughter's school career. They haven't gotten any marks yet, just evaluations which, quite frankly, don't say much. But since this month they are supposed to take exams and get marks.

A few nights ago, as I went through her school bag to empty out the lunch box, I came across a piece of paper that looked at lot like a math exam to me. "What is this?" I asked daughter. "Oh, that...that is something we did in school. An exam. I think." she answered.    

She got 21 points out of 21 points. In record time, according to a note from the teacher. "Were you the first one to finish this exam?" I wondered. "I don't know." daughter said. "I didn't look at the other kids."

Of course not. She was probably looking out of the window.