I read the entire first half of The Case Against Homework by Sara Bennett and Nancy Kalish in one beach setting practically. And, I marked stuff through-out the book as I went. I had planned on giving my copy away in a contest here on the blog but after I started reading and making notes, I simply can’t let it go, I must keep it for myself. Sorry. The book is readily available at most book stores in paperback and is really cheap by book standards. So, go get you one, loan one from the library, but definitely get it, make some notes and just try to keep up with me as I throw my two cents in the bucket. I dare you to try to keep up because honestly, I am on a roll here.
I’m going to start with the idea of medicating children. As a teacher, I witnessed the drug Ritalin turn a little boys life from a living hell to one conducive to learning. This child in particular was definitely seeing the right doctor. Basically, here’s how it happened.
I was teaching 7th and 8th grade science and a friend was teaching kindergarten. This little boy, Johnny (of course this is not his real name), was to take a certain dosage prior to leaving home and then the school was to administer another dose after he ate lunch. But, if the directions were followed in that manner, the medication would wear off about the time the child got off the school bus and he and mother arrived home together. Mom absolutely couldn’t deal with him so she would purposefully forget to medicate him before he left home. This would mean that the school would have to give him his medication after 8:00 AM. Consequently, his second dose wouldn’t be due until closer to 1:30 or 2:00 PM. And, if he were medicated in that manner, mom would would have a nice calm child at home and would not be forced to deal with the super-hyper one.
Now, there were many other issues with this child including what I believed to be abuse, physical abuse. He had too many authority figures but not one that was consistent. I know that grandma was in and out of the school with him, I know his mother was the one he looked to for his medication (when the school wasn’t responsible for it) and I know he had some older siblings that were left in control part of the time.
Anyway, back to the original point I was trying to make. My point was about medication and medicating those who actually need it versus those who get it simply because no one wants to cope with them. I became involved like this.
On the days that his mother would miss his dosage in the morning, he would be completely unbearable in the kindergarten classroom. So, as his teacher would return from the office where she had the medication stored, she would leave the child, a coloring sheet and some crayons with me.
I watched this child sit in a chair with his worksheet and crayons on the table. Initially he would be under the table, under the chair, he would take out a crayon, scribble a big scribble on his paper and toss the crayon across the table. The crayon would roll to the floor and boom, he was under the table on his hands and knee’s, under the chair, doing anything but coloring his worksheet.
Within 20 to 30 minutes the kid would transform from that child above to one who was sitting quietly in his seat, coloring and putting the crayons back in the box one at a time. Now, that’s when my revelation came that sometimes medication is necessary and some children simply can’t cope without it.
My husband as ADD. He was lucky that he went to a public school that could handle is intelligence and ADD. Basically, as I’ve mentioned many times before, Boy Genius is indeed a genius. But, his teachers had resources for him so that when he finished his work way ahead of the others, he would find something to do, read a book, play chess, work on the computer, etc, so that he didn’t cause trouble. He wasn’t medicated as a child and apparently it wasn’t necessary.
However, as an adult, he takes medication for the ADD because his ability to work on one project, finish it and then move on is non-existent. Not long ago when I went to his job to pick up his paycheck, his boss and I were discussing Boy Genius’s need to invent things. Let me note that Boy Genius has saved his boss a substantial amount of money because of his inventions, but sometimes, it is simply more than anyone wants to deal with. Finally, his boss added, “I just want him to finish SOMETHING, it doesn’t matter to me which project he works on, just finish it before moving on.”
I couldn’t help but laugh because I’ve told Boy Genius that very same thing many times in reference to projects at home. Just please finish SOMETHING.
Now that this has become extremely long, I’m going to move on to why I refuse to medicate my 5-year-old in a later post. But, at least you do have some ideas of where my knowledge has been gathered. I have first hand experience as well as all of the data and research in the book by Bennett and Kalish.