For fear that I’ve been too complain-y lately: a pet peeve.
Why is that kids don’t know what do with simple problems?
Two cases in point:
- When I’m teaching at a school and the kids have to write, every day, EVERY DAY, one of them sits there and does nothing. When I approach to help brainstorm, they say “my pencil broke, I can’t write.” When I ask them what they should do, usually they say “Sharpen it, but I don’t have a Sharpener.” And when I ask them what they should do about that, they either point to the classroom sharpener or a peer at their table passes one over with minimal drama. Did I really need to help solve that problem?
- Yesterday, Nathan and Zoë were playing upstairs with some friends. All of a sudden, I heard lots of laughing and “ew”-ing and Nathan came to me with huge globs of snot dripping from him nose (and a huge smile on his face). He said “I have some boogers” and I said “that’s right, what are you going to do about it?” and he stood there, smiling. I said “maybe you should gt a tissue” and he held out his hand. I sent him to the bathroom (perk of being a step-parent: unless they are really sick, I’m not wiping up snot. Especially while pregnant).
To honor Jerry Seinfeld, What’s the deal with these kids? Why can’t they figure out these very simple problems on his own. If your pencil breaks, sharpen it. If your nose explodes, wipe it.
I’m sure there is only more problem-solving insanity once Raspberry gets to the age where he should be able to solve his own problems. He’ll either be more clueless, or super-sassy and try to solve all my problems too.
I’m really just concerned about this generation of kids as they get older and have to deal with life on their own without someone telling them to sharpen their pencil.