Like a lion
Seems like a lot of folks these days spend a lot of time talking and--dare I say-- agonizing over the Common Core. I don't know much about it, and I'm not really therefore in a place to debate it, and that's not what I'm writing about today. I am writing about a comment that Lillian's teacher wrote on her report card, a report card which, thanks to the Common Core, is sort of a lot of words telling me nothing really except that my child isn't behind and isn't ahead and is therefore floating somewhere along average. As her mother, of course, I see it as my God-given right to vehemently argue that the terms "average" and "Lillian" never go hand in hand. So, that's what I do, I just vehemently disagree, and then I smile wryly at myself as I compose an email in my head that I never intend to send; then I laugh at my parent self having to deal with my teacher self (the self that reprimands the email composed in my head and sides with...