I loved school as a kid. I loved everything about it: my
teachers, my friends, new dresses and school supplies. Granted, I was there for
more of the social aspect than to learn, but I managed to do well enough. I was
teacher’s pet and desired to make everyone proud.
Once, while I was in kindergarten, at home around the dinner
table we were discussing our days. I’m unsure of what transpired, but I imagine
the conversation was driven by my not having a great day at school. My brother,
wiser and three grades above me, said, “Just wait, Mary. When you’re in third
grade, you will know everything and your whole life will change.”
This quickly became a phrase that is said often in the Davis
house, to this day. So much so, that my own third grader has heard it. With
just over a week left of school to go, Michael almost has another year of
education under his belt. He started the year off informing me that third grade
is going to be a snap and when it comes time for statewide testing, “I already
know it all, anyway.”
Turns out, he may have been onto something. Standardized
testing has come and gone, and he said the tests were easy. His grades have
been near-perfect all year, and on Friday of this week, he’ll be inducted into
the National Elementary Honors Society. To say I’m a proud mom would be an
understatement.
So it seems the third grade mentality of knowing everything
there is to know is a common thread, at least with the boys in my family. I don’t
remember anything significant about third grade, or my life changing for the
better or worse that year. Michael’s had his share of changes in the last year,
yet he continues to succeed and amaze me. He teaches me lessons every day, and
I’m incredibly honored he calls me “Mom.”
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