SS was truly devastated when she arrived home, and also very stressed out. It gets better, when I read the essay I saw several glaring mistakes the teacher should have noticed. So not only does he leave correcting for the last minute, he does a lousy job. I texted Mr. H and politely explained it was asking a lot of the kids to have the essays redone by the next day. He replied SS could rewrite it during Spring break. Yeah, because that is what every child wants to do during their vacation, especially with the heavy travel schedule we had. But we sucked it up and told SS she would have to work a little every day to get her work done. Surprisingly the girl was OK with working on the road. Then the stupid suicidal deer happened and things slowed down. But SS worked through it and finished her essay.
The first day back from break we received a flyer from Mr. H explaining the next step of the project. The children were to create a diorama or poster about their animal, and it was due the week after. They would also do an oral presentation, and take questions from the teacher and students. WTF? Are you kidding me? I'm sorry, well not really, but that pissed us off. Mind you we are not teachers, but first you don't have the kids work at home, then they have to get the project out, and their essays were kept at school. OK, deep breaths, we only have one kid, we can help SS do this.
Our saving grace was that SS is really passionate about wildlife, a nice way of saying she likes violent animals. See our daughter could have chosen a cuddly koala, a cute bunny, how about pay homage to her father and choose a penguin. Nah, SS likes what she likes and chose a black panther. That complicated things a little since panthers are a genetic mutation of leopards and jaguars. SS had to combine two animals that have quite a different range of weight, size, and habitat. But how could we resist a child who is so passionate about violent creatures just like herself? When I told P about the presentation options he immediately said about dioramas "I hate those things." OK, so a poster it is since I was not about to deal with this thing alone.
And that is why SS was awake past her bedtime last Thursday, putting the finishing touches on her project. She was very nervous about the oral presentation because SS will talk your ear off, but in front of an audience she is very timid. We repeatedly reassured our daughter that she knew that animal better than anyone, that was HER animal. SS did know her facts, but scared me when she faltered on the morning of the presentation when we practiced.
Here is SS's grading for the report and darn she did well after all that anxiety. The only surprising part was the perfect score for audible and clear. We know SS and she is hardly those two when in front of a crowd. Maybe her passion for her animal gave her a confidence boost. I was relieved when SS told me the classmates' questions were limited to three. One of them was the weight range and I was proud SS spit out 65-220 pounds like she's known it since birth.