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Thursday, September 3, 2009

Day 2: Mapping Out Writing Time: I Don't Want To Blues

Spy Girl and Ninja Girl had a great first day of school yesterday. They're happy about their teachers, thrilled to see their friends, and ready to get to the learning.

Of course there is always one who needs to be different...Princess Rock Star. Her first day of school was today. When she woke up this morning, she claimed illness, but quickly revived to play an early round of tennis before school. My husband brought Princess Rock Star to her class--we figured there would be less meltdown possibilities with him in charge...

However, we didn't count on the UNKNOWN.

About ten minutes later, Husband called me up, his voice strained. Things didn't go so well. When he brought Princess Rock Star into the building, someone greeted them, and then a woman swooped out of nowhere, behind the greeter, and before anyone could see who it was, she grabbed Princess Rock Star's hand and said she'd bring her to the classroom.

Princess Rock Star freaked.

Husband had no idea who this woman was, didn't understand why she didn't identify herself first, and he tried to calm down Princess Rock Star--the woman still clutching her hand. He helped bring Princess Rock Star into the classroom, where the woman proceeded to pry Husband's and Princess Rock Star's hands apart. Princess Rock Star cried more. At that point, Husband asked woman to leave them alone and let Princess Rock Star compose herself. Princess Rock Star calmed down, once she realized the woman gave her space, asked for a tissue, wiped her eyes and nose, kissed Daddy, and then walked into the morning circle and sat down.

It turns out, when I picked Princess Rock Star up after school, she was all smiles. Her school day turned out okay after all.

BUT, she's not looking forward to returning in the morning and seeing the woman...it made quite an impression on her. Princess Rock Star had a meltdown this evening, asking if I would stay outside her classroom the whole time tomorrow. She wants her own personal guard.

I wish Princess Rock Star had good memories of her first day of school, but this one is going to scar her for awhile.

How's that for the modern way of separating child from parent on the first day of school?

Write-a-Scene Writing Prompt: Sometimes we just have to do things we don't want to do. Write a scene where your reluctant protagonist is faced with agonizing torture, but must go through it, ie: school, dentist/doctor appointment, promised best friend something, clique pressures, save the kingdom, etc. What's the outcome? Remember, conflict and emotion is key!


Christine M said...

Whoever that woman was, she needs to tone it down a little around the youngest kids. Sheesh. Hopefully happy memories from today will wipe out the earlier ones - and soon they'll be nothing more than a kind-of funny story she can tell about the first day of school.

Beth Kephart said...

I had something much too much like this happen to a child I love.

It stinks.

Nowheymama said...

I'm so sorry!

Susan T. said...

Yikes, Vivian. That's awful. Children don't like to be ambushed.

beckylevine said...

WHY do some adults think kids like "bubbly"? It's getting easier now, but for years when I'd look for a new eye doctor or dentist for my son, I'd tell them we needed quiet, down-to-earth and NOT effervescent.

Your little girl'll be okay. It just stinks that it started this way.

T. Anne said...

Oohh I love your prompt! I must use it in my WIP today!!!

susanwrites said...

Oh man. That is just an absolutely rotten way to start a day. I want to hug Princess Rock Star and smack the grown-up.

Grrrr. Good villain in my mind now.

PJ Hoover said...

Oy, it's freaky weird. I'm sorry PR had to go through that.

Heather Zundel said...

Oh that is so sad. What horrible way to start out school. I hope she starts feeling better about it soon.

Vivian said...

I appreciate all of your good wishes, thank you!

T. Anne and Susan, Glad the writing prompt proved inspirational for you! Happy Writing!

Saints and Spinners said...

Vivian, I am just now catching up on your last few blog posts from wonderful writing goals to the struggles over expensive footwear. The woman who grabbed Princess Rock Star baffles me. Becky, I'm glad you wrote what you did, because as a children's performer I am NOT effervescent and sometimes wonder if I should be, despite all that I know about children. I hope Princess Rock Star ultimately ends up being strengthened by the experience so that she can deal with these types of grownups in the future. I would never grab a child unless s/he were in danger. I hope the woman who did that has her moment of realization. I think of foolish things I have done that seemed like good ideas at the time, and then were just wrong in execution.

My word verification is "farce".

Vivian said...

Thank you! Bubbly is scary. Becky is right--not all kids like effervescent. It's one thing to be cheerful and happy, quite another to be so on it doesn't seem quite real. Kids can see through that farce.