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Partnership meetings this morning...

Erik was up first. During the partnership meeting the child goes through their collected portfolio from the first half of the year. The portfolio contains the best samples of exercises and activities done during class time, and from these the child chooses three to present to their parents, explaining what the exercise or activity was, showing what they learned or chose to focus on in the exercise or activity and discussing why they chose to show the parents these three pieces.

The first thing I have to say about Erik's folder was that it was a visual DELIGHT!!! That child put so much effort into the presentation of his work, it really impressed me! He has such a natural sense of balance and visual effect. He'd laid all his work out clearly and in a way that drew attention to the most important stuff first and allowed for an easy flow through the work or around the page - I think this has to be something he has in common with his father. I love to make things pretty, but Dave has a great sense of flow and order and visual effect.

From the way Ms A was talking about Erik both in front of him and once he was out of earshot, we'd have never known she ever had any issues with him, except for the letter she sent us. Turns out she sent the letter last week and Erik didn't mention it to us. Because we were distracted, we didn't see it until Wednesday. Dave had spoken to a teacher who was standing in for Ms A yesterday about his father being on his deathbed and that that might be affecting Erik's behaviour negatively, so Ms A was bending over backwards (and almost twisting herself into a pretzel) to *understand* that Erik might be upset atm... I made a point though of saying that from the middle of the year each year, he has previous lost some of his focus, and that we'd talked to him about how it is very sad that Pa has died and we understand that might make it hard for him to focus, but that Pa dying couldn't be an excuse for mucking either. I did mention to her that Erik doesn't feel like he has any friends in class right now, and that his one good friend wasn't talking to him atm, so that might also be affecting his behaviour. She made all the right noises of concern of that at well...

I also brought up the fact that the kids seem to be let out late very often, for which she apologised profusely and said that if I needed to leave on the bell, I should definitely feel welcome to just pull him out and leave if they were dragging their feet... Apparently, she reckons she is just slack and forgets to tell them stuff etc. until the bell actually goes, and that that is what holds them up...

So, yeah, apparently Erik is doing really well other than having been a bit more distractable than normal (for him) in the past couple of weeks...

Luey was next focused on his maths stuff - apparently he is an excellent maths student. When asked what he might want to improve in the final half of the year, he said his maths, LOL... Now, even though his report this week had been GLOWING, his teacher also said he needed to working on his seating choices because he tends to be distractable in class as well. LOL, I think that's just a theme with our kids (I suspect with the majority of kids, tbh)...

Luey presented a poem to us as well, that I just have to share here...

Sun

Hot and sweaty
Sticky and smelly
Can't walk, to tired
I am too tired
Going to fall
Sunning hot.

While we were having the partnership meetings, Luey and then Erik took turns to keep Bryn occupied and quiet in the background by playing games with him on my iPhone. They did really well, and all the boys were on the receiving end of a lot of positive attention!

There was one other family at the school with four boys, and sadly they moved away yesterday. Apparently, it's been decided we're the "new" family with four boys... I hope that is a good thing...

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