I love listening to my kids talk about SRI (the religious education they do at school). I’m interested in what they’re learning, but I also find their reactions to it quite amusing at times. And very different to what I know from my own childhood, since we went to church from early on and I went to a Catholic primary school until grade 4 and then to a Catholic high school. My children on the other hand are absolute heathens really.
Today Soren started it off when he announced to the car in general, “It’s not fair that we only ever learn about God and not Jesus!” I looked at him in the mirror and said that he must learn about Jesus too, and he just shook his head and said crisply, “No Jesus. Only God.”
The others told him he’d get to Jesus after a while, and then Jericho tried to explain to him who Jesus was. And the Bible according to Jericho? “Jesus was a man and God was his dad and gave him powers.” Now I think Soren believes Jesus belongs in the Avengers or something.
It honestly does make me laugh, although I actually wish they had (or will have) a more comprehensive religious education. Not for their souls, but because the influence of Christianity on the Western world just cannot be overemphasised and so much art and literature and just general knowledge is based on elements of it. I realise you can get through life perfectly well without that background religious knowledge, but it’s a really interesting viewpoint to look at things from.
SRI is also opt-in only now at primary schools across the state. At least at our school most of the kids now don’t do it, which is something I don’t really understand. Why would you deny your kids an opportunity to learn about something? The program is really not there to tell the kids what to believe. I’ve read the books they use, and mostly they read some Bible stories and talk about what message they get from that and how that relates to their own life. The messages are always about things like being nice to people and being honest and working together, which seems pretty good to me.
They learn about the key figures in the Bible too- Soren told me they talked about Moses today. “He ran away from Ancient Egypt and then saw a random fire that God set. Then God was in it and he talked to Moses and he needed to take his shoes off and block his eyes.” I asked him why he took his shoes off and Soren said “Because it’s polite?”
But maybe I’m the odd parent out, because my kids would have done it no matter what religion it was based around. The thing with SRI is that schools must offer it, but what religion it is based upon varies according to what teachers they have to teach it (members of that church in the community with appropriate training). We have a Christian teacher because that’s all that there is here, but in areas with a more varied population you might get a Jewish person or a Muslim or whatever.
Jericho’s school jumper has turned up! It’s been missing for months, and I have no idea where it went while it was AWOL, but it’s back. Right as winter is winding down and the weather is warming up though!
Today was good. I felt so much better than yesterday! I was able to do all my Indo planning for tomorrow and get it photocopied so I’m good to go. I would have thought I would be recycling more lessons by now, but I’m not really. I think part of it is while I’m redoing some of the topics, I’m doing them with a different age group so I have to change the way the material is being presented and worked. I don’t really mind though, not now when I’m feeling generally good. And I do get to recycle some of the previous lessons, so that’s just like a bonus.
Speaking of me being sick yesterday, it freaked Emma out. I knew that having Grandma show up at school to pick them up because “Mum’s sick” would scare her, but there was nothing I could do about it. She was so anxious, and even though I was totally back to normal this morning I think she asked me about four times if I was okay before I dropped her off at school. It makes me feel bad that for her the idea that her mother is sick means that mum’s turned into a headcase again. Poor girl. It isn’t something we can change though, unfortunately. Time and maturity will help I guess.
Although some counselling will help, and that isn’t happening at the moment. I can’t remember if I wrote about this or not, but she met with the first person who was leaving, just to gauge her reaction and give her an idea of what it’s about. That was fine, and then I spoke to that psychologist’s replacement and Emma saw her once too. However she’s called me and she’s left the job (already? Wonder what happened there?) so Emma’s file will be given to someone else who will be in touch. So I’m not exactly thrilled with all that, but it’s pretty much out of my hands.
I should go back to my psychologist too really. The last time I saw her was horrible and I was so messy and miserable at the end of it that I forgot to make the next appointment, and I’ve just never quite got around to calling and making another one. Just add it to the list of things I’m still avoiding doing!