Joey finished his school project, a model of our local police station. Here’s the actual police station:
Here’s Joey’s completed model:
There is no denying that it looks like it was completed by a third-grader with almost no parental intervention, but that’s as it should be, right? As we arrived at school this morning, there were lots of other third graders arriving with their projects as well, some of them pretty elaborate models. I’ll refrain from guessing how much parental intervention was involved.
Joey worked very hard on his project. He decided on his own which project he was going to do, he stuck out his commitment, maintained a positive attitude about it (he only broke down crying in frustration once; the rest of the time, over the course of the four days it took him to complete it, he kept telling me how much fun he was having with it), and completed it a day ahead of schedule because he had a baseball game that he wasn’t going to be able to play in if his project wasn’t finished (he did have to miss practice one day this week to work on his project). And I stuck to my commitment to not involve myself too much in it; I helped him with a couple of minor things when he asked for help, and that was it.
The biggest deal, in my mind, regardless of the grade he might get on it, is the sense of accomplishment he has. I’m very proud of him!