On Wednesday, the 2017-2018, school year commences in our district. For the next 9.5 months, I’ll receive phone calls and emails from parents and students who complain about homework.
“My kid has to do 25 math problems every night. Don’t you understand he plays club soccer?”
“Why do I have to conjugate every Spanish verb and use it in a sentence? I already know how to do it.”
“Really? You expect my child to read to me every night and require me to initial it happened? I work full-time and have other responsibilities when I get home. Ludicrous!”
“Why do we have homework anyway? It’s such a waste of my free time. Let’s just stop this silliness. After all, I’m gifted; I get the message the first time. I’m not in need of mindless repetition.”
Since I’ve served as a school board member for 17 years, I’ve heard every argument against homework imaginable. Even in some of my professional journals, I’ve read about the adverse effects of homework. However, today, it became inimitably clear why school has homework. Lord, it was a revelation! Preparation for life.
Yesterday, I had the opportunity to go to a casino for dinner and gambling. True, I do enjoy wagering occasionally. Yet, I declined. I had to do homework. The kitchen floor desperately needed mopped after the monsoon. My yard’s grass, thanks to the monsoon, would be a foot tall, if I didn’t mow. The swimming pool needed cleaned and nuked with chemicals because of the monsoon. I had to do homework.
In fact, this past week I’ve been consumed with homework. The condensation drain on an air conditioner clogged and sent water over my floor. The patio door handle jammed and had to be replaced. One of my dogs had poopy butt and had to be bathed. Washing and ironing needed my attention.
And today is Sunday–a day of rest. The Sunday crossword awaits my participation. But first, I must pay the electric and the water bills, clean out the refrigerator, dump the trash in the garbage cans for early Monday pick-up, and…ad infinitum.
Based on my epiphany about homework, the next complaint which comes across my radar screen will be answered: Suck it up, dude. Welcome to life.