The artist at work, part 1
I am a firm believer in teaching kids to be grateful. Therefore, I am a big fan of the thank you note. I bought Declan these form-type thank yous with blanks that you fill out. Since he can't write, I do that part for him but he gets to put stickers and colors on everything.
I mean, if someone thought of him, spent time or money on the thought/gift, and sent it to him, the least he should do is let them know he received it and the gesture is appreciated. Sometimes I get busy but that is no excuse. I always make time to express my gratitude and I hope that I instill this in my son. It is very important to me. I have sent gifts to people and was never notified that the gifts were even received! Maybe they didn't like my gifts, maybe they have never heard of saying thank you. That is fine, if that's your thing, but its rude.
I get enough rudeness at work, especially since I teach. Funny thing is that I teach supposed adults. I find that teaching them how to write is quite comical when they don't know how to conduct themselves in the classroom thanks to their lack of common courtesy and sense. Not all students are like this but I find that as my teaching career goes on, I am met with more and more students who would rather talk during class (either with a peer or on their phone) or would rather text message or sleep. I find myself having to remind (lecture) them about basic manners. I refuse to have my son grow up and behave like he has no sense or was raised by hilljacks. But, I digress.
I don't have a picture of our recent thank you note festivities but this picture is from my son's Christmas Card Extravaganza. I got these cards for him to color to send to his grandparents. (Sorry, he isn't to the point where he can color a million of them to send to everyone!) We set him up at his little table with markers and stickers and turn him loose.
He knows what to do. Good boy.
I mean, if someone thought of him, spent time or money on the thought/gift, and sent it to him, the least he should do is let them know he received it and the gesture is appreciated. Sometimes I get busy but that is no excuse. I always make time to express my gratitude and I hope that I instill this in my son. It is very important to me. I have sent gifts to people and was never notified that the gifts were even received! Maybe they didn't like my gifts, maybe they have never heard of saying thank you. That is fine, if that's your thing, but its rude.
I get enough rudeness at work, especially since I teach. Funny thing is that I teach supposed adults. I find that teaching them how to write is quite comical when they don't know how to conduct themselves in the classroom thanks to their lack of common courtesy and sense. Not all students are like this but I find that as my teaching career goes on, I am met with more and more students who would rather talk during class (either with a peer or on their phone) or would rather text message or sleep. I find myself having to remind (lecture) them about basic manners. I refuse to have my son grow up and behave like he has no sense or was raised by hilljacks. But, I digress.
I don't have a picture of our recent thank you note festivities but this picture is from my son's Christmas Card Extravaganza. I got these cards for him to color to send to his grandparents. (Sorry, he isn't to the point where he can color a million of them to send to everyone!) We set him up at his little table with markers and stickers and turn him loose.
He knows what to do. Good boy.
posted by Lucy Lime @ 9:34 AM
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