Funny old week here. DD (4.5) has been leaving the lunchtime table at her school and running in circles for the previous 2 weeks. I was told about this at the end of the 2 weeks so had a chat with DD by making her a Billy Book. This is something I use to encourage her to talk about difficult feelings or situations. I draw a little cartoon boy who is experiencing the same problem as she is and she says how he’s feeling and what would help.
All the time she’s talking I draw a picture of what she is saying, projecting it onto’Billy’. It works... but it’s hard to explain! Anyway, turns out that “Billy” thinks other people’s food is disgusting, the table is squashed, it’s too noisy and too ‘move-y’. She thinks it would help Billy if he had a book to look at during lunch.
So, I asked her when the book was finished “do you think you feel like Billy?” And she said “I always feel like Billy at school but not at home”. Right, I thought, job done.
So this week she’s been choosing a book to take in when she’s packing her school bag... except I was shown by the class TA the intervention used which consists of first telling DD to return to the table, then telling her to sit on the cushions if she won’t come back to then telling her to go and sit by her coat peg.
The coat peg is in the classroom cloakroom... she generally uses this space voluntarily of things get a bit much. When I saw this intervention I felt a little unsettled as it seems as though the cloakroom area is used as a punishment zone, a naughty step perhaps.
So on the way home I asked DD very casually if she’s ever told to go to the cloakroom and sit by her peg. Yes, she says. Door open to the class or door shut? Door shut. Who tells her to go there? The teacher, not the TA cos “he’s a really kind man”. How does she feel when she’s told to go there? Sad.
At this point I’m a little wary of not putting words into her or giving her any impression she has to say the right thing to please me as I know she’s a bit prone to that.
So when we got home I said to her that if it was making her sad I could ask the teacher not to send her to her coat peg. Then she got really anxious and said “no no don’t say anything, I was joking”. So I had to tell her that it was ok, I would tell them very gently and kindly that it made her feel sad and maybe she could look at her lunchtime book instead. She said again I wasn’t to say anything.
Cue a little discussion on the role of Mama: keeping DD safe and happy no matter what and that she could tell me anything, that she wouldn’t get into trouble....
I’ve let the topic drop for now as I don’t want the talking about it upset her more but I’m trying to think of how I can approach the school in a diplomatic way without rocking any boats while at the same time getting aware that maybe DD was exaggerating and going along with a story in her head... however that’s not like her to be honest. She’s imaginative but hasn’t ever been one for telling tales. I’d like to know your thoughts, peeps, you ever had this?