Maybe you thought you were done with homework when you graduated high school. Maybe you thought you were done with homework when you graduated college. Maybe you thought you were done with homework when you completed your Master’s degree.
But here’s the truth.
If you have children, you are NEVER done with homework. It’s always there.
To put my teacher hat back on, I see the value of homework. I really do. Homework can be a useful tool for an educator. Homework is a way to recognize if a student has actually grasped the information. It also allows the teacher to know if anything has to be retaught.
Makes sense, right?
However as a parent, I don’t like homework. Now, that’s not to say I don’t want my children to have homework. If there’s a true educational purpose for the homework, I am all for it.
Yet, homework can be a pain in the neck. When my boys get home from school, homework is the last thing they want to do. Seriously, I think they would agree to eat brussel sprouts (tough rap those brussel sprouts always get), clean their rooms, and have needles stuck in their arms quicker than they would agree to do homework.
Well, they have no choice. They need to get their homework done.
Inevitably, bumps arise while the boys are doing their homework. I try to assist and encourage them to soldier on. Sometimes, it works, and sometimes, it doesn’t. Frustration mounts. Tears are shed. Curses are spewed. And my children are upset too.
It’s around this time when I cheat on my children’s homework. You heard me: I Cheat on My Children’s Homework. And so does Ms. MMKK. Don’t judge us – I bet you’ve done it too.
Want to know how?
- Both BR and SJ have poor handwriting. Damn o.t. issues. There are only so many times I can ask SJ to rewrite his letters. “Bring the letters closer to each other. They’re friends and they want to hang out together. Put the letters on the line. They can’t fly, silly.” By the third round of corrections, SJ has reached his breaking point. So, I write some of the letters. Believe me, it’s better for everyone. For BR, I used to serve as his secretary while he dictated whole responses. Thankfully, he’s able to do most of his work on the computer these days. Except for math. Stupid numbers!
- Both of the boys have reading logs that they are meant to complete. They have to read for x amount of minutes per week. Each night the reading log is supposed to be completed. And I remember to do it every night. NOT. Plenty of Thursday nights and even Friday mornings have come with the realization, “Oh crap, I forgot to fill in the reading log.” So, I ask SJ, BR what they read, how many pages and for long did they read? And they have no idea. Sure they can remember every freaken detail about Minecraft but ask them something important and all you get is a shoulder shrug. Well, with a little prodding and a lot of fudging, the reading log gets completed.
- On those nights when patience is especially thin or the amount of homework is excessive, I have been known to simply give the boys the answers. You know those nights when everyone’s nerves seem frayed. The children are screaming, you’re yelling, and even ice cream can’t make everything better. Yeah, on those nights I just give them the answers. Now this doesn’t happen often, and I don’t feel good about it, but sometimes it’s the right thing to do. Besides I don’t just give the answers. I do try and explain why the answer is correct and make sure the boys do at least some of the work themselves.
Fortunately, my boys generally get down to work and are academically gifted. They get good grades, read a lot, and like to learn. So, what harm is being done by cheating on their homework? I say none.
I’m not the only one – right? How do you cheat on your child’s homework? I’d be happy to learn new methods.