I've been trying to understand why senior school entry is so stressful. The more I think about it, the more I'm convinced that we do what suits our comfort level, and not necessarily what our kids need. It's finally dawned on me this week (more below) why it's clear to everyone how I've failed my kids.
DC1 was told what papers there would be (I can read instructions as well as the next person), and to go for it. Years later I was shocked to hear that a fellow scholar was being tutored privately, and everyone else had been at some point. My response to this accusation of deprivation was sweetie, I didn't want you to be stressed out, and now you're used to being un-stressed, it would be cruel (to your mother to have to find a tutor), and what does the school do anyway, and nobody's ever complained at parents' evenings, and it must be these supernumerary tutors who are confusing the poor boys or they'd be doing better wouldn't they?).
So, with DCs>1, I knew about practising, but lost the will after seeing the glittering array of choice. They enthusiastically brought home some ancient past papers (methinks from the recycling bin, though allegedly from the HT) from senior schools to which I'd never consider ferrying them, but I let them have a go. It's really too much to expect a child to focus for 45 minutes when there's no need. They know they have to pull it out on the day(s) if they like the look of the place. Which they did, despite being dumped from G+T (something about being unteachable, which DC1 was too, apparently), altogether a good thing, since the vastly expanded group of 10 (of HT's favourites) produced only one other grammar school offer, proving my previous point about supernumerary coaching. (By then, I'd realised life would be fine at a small grammar, without paying SPGS fees, and they couldn't tell the difference anyway!)
This week I discovered the 11+ forum. They're fantastic. If I'd discovered them years ago when we could have done with seeing the light, I'd have been extremely happy (and busy doing what needed doing). I didn't know I was unhappy, but that chance to be happy, although gone for me, can be yours.
So I urge you to log onto the 11+ forum. They are lovely people, anything they do not know about schools, prep materials, tutors, appealling, and all other things about which I remain ignorant, isn't worth knowing. They really are lovely. Much much nicer than those mothers who could easily have told me how I was depriving my kids of the wonderful experiences theirs were enjoying.
That's all, really.