We are planning for Peeper to stay at the Montessori school for kindergarten next year (and hopefully beyond) but I took her to kindergarten registration at our neighborhood public school this evening, just in case things don’t pan out with our financial aid or something.
Also, I kind of wanted to see how she did on the tests.
She kicked butt at the math table. Knew all the colors and shapes and numbers, counted until the lady told her to stop (around 30ish, I think), wrote a beautiful “5” (surprised the hell out of me) and an unidentifiable “2” (surprised the teacher).
Then she listened to a teacher read a book, and did a lot of this while I did paperwork sorts of things.
The last station was the reading test, which seemed to be mostly on the computer. The parents stayed out in the hallway for this one, so I’m not sure exactly what went on, but I was quite surprised when the teacher brought her out, and showed me how poorly she’d done on their test.
What. The. Fuck?
Oh, she identified all the letters just fine, and their sounds, and some other stuff I don’t remember, but blew a couple of sections of it that, to be honest, I never really did quite understand what they were about.
The teacher said that she had trouble “putting sounds in order,” so I was thinking, oh, like you say “cat” and she has to say “c – a – t” but no, they actually played some sounds for her – like a siren, a baby crying and a bell and then she had to put pictures of those items in the same order that she’d heard the sounds. Evidently she couldn’t do that. That’s weird.
There was some other part of it that she didn’t do well on, too, but I don’t know what it was.
This was the very last station at the end of a long day, so I’m going to assume that she was just done by then (the teacher did say that she had to refocus her a few times) and not get too worked up about it. Her actual teachers seem to think she’s doing okay, so I’m going to go with that.
(Actually, I’m going to freak out a bit, and ask my former kindergarten teacher friend her opinion, and wonder if maybe we should send her to the school district’s free “Kindergarten Academy” this summer for kids who need some help getting ready for kindergarten – because they gave me the info because her reading test qualifies her for it. Yeah, I’m going to do that just a little bit.)
As we were walking to the car – her skipping, me in sort of a daze – the principal (?) called out the door to us, and told us to come back in because he’d just done the drawing for the door prize, and she won!
I felt a tiny bit bad taking their prize when she’s not actually going to their school, but what the fuck, it’s a lot of cool stuff.