Homework was a big concern when my eldest started secondary school.
How much would she get? Would she have any free time at all? Would we spend all our time nagging her to do her homework?
I know we are not even halfway through DD’s first term , but so far the homework hasn’t been too bad. We were told she would have 60-90 minutes a day but she has around an hour’s worth most days. She seems to do quite a bit in school if she can.
We are lucky with DD1. She is the type of person who usually just gets on with things , unless she’s suffering from a dose of tweenage contrariness. So mostly she doesn’t make a big deal about the homework she does have.
Which is lucky. Because so, far her secondary school homework has been decidedly ‘creative’.
It’s much deeper than primary school homework, which involved a lot of worksheets and projects. ‘Big school’ homework so far has been all stories and posters, poems and models.
Last week she came home with science homework.
The brief was ‘Make a model of a cell’. They are doing biology and have been learning about the anatomy of, and the differences between, a plant and an animal cell.
The very word ‘model’ gave me flashbacks to junk models of monsters and robots that came home with my kids in years one and two. These usually hung out on the kitchen windowsill for a week, then ‘retired’ to the rubbish bin shortly after a photo had been taken.
Was my year seven child going to start raiding the recycling again? And more worryingly, DD was not going to tolerate her precious project being thrown away once she had shown it to everyone. I foresaw a future that involved a very cluttered kitchen windowsill.
Thankfully, my eldest decided to make a model that didn’t involve empty boxes and sellotape, nor would it be abandoned in a corner of our already over crowded house.
She baked a cake, and iced it to look like a plant cell.
I didn’t have to help at all; it’s all her own work, apart from me getting the cake out of the oven. ( How old do you think kids need to be to do this without burning themselves?)
And the best bit is that after she’d shown it to her teacher, they all ate it.
All I had to do was put the tupperware container in the dishwasher.