Ending on a happy note
Today is the last day of school. I am very much relieved and for once, I'm not the mom standing in the corner weeping.I'm learning to choke back my tears but that makes me surly. Ask my coworkers — I'm in a MOOOD.
The one thing that consoled me was a big paper bag filled with various art projects, homework lessons, little cut-up squares of construction paper (?), and Jonas' pre-k journal. I love the journals the boys have kept in preschool. They draw a pictures, then tell the teacher what the picture is about. Sometimes, they are actual memories of running in the rain or making pizza with mom. Other times, they are about imaginary adventures we have yet to take.
Jonas' journal starts out pretty normal. It has a self portrait, pictures of Fred, and a man walking by a waterfall eating strawberries. Isn't that sweet?
But, keep turning the pages and things get all macabre toward the middle of the year. Here are some actual quotes from this year's journal.
"A monster walking." Oct. 26
"An elephant with a poop leg." Nov. 11
"A man who got zapped. Thunder zapped him cuz it was raining. You can't see his eyes cuz they got thundered off." Jan. 2
"Two guys trapped in there. They're in there because they were bad and stole someone's money." Jan. 23
"A baseball field. The dots are the baseball field. That's a ghost going to kill everybody. He's mean." Jan. 27
"A monster. His legs are cut off. He's has so much food that's he's going to explode." Jan. 30
Okay, right about here in Febuary, I remember pulling Jonas' teacher aside and privately asking if she thought Jonas' journals were bothersome. She assured me, that this kind of darkness, was indeed normal. I think she thought my concern was rather funny. Probably, because last year I pointed out to here that Soren's pictures were all phallic airplanes. I'm sure she thinks I read way too much into these things. So, it goes on.
"A monster and his bloody leg that he's eating." Feb. 10
"A big blob. He's attacking people. He destroyed the town. He ate a school. He killed people too!!!" Feb. 17
I'm not making this up and I'm still wondering just what the teachers were thinking as they wrote the words of my twisted kid.
And, the last entry in the horror poem category goes like this:
"A monster. His name is monster. He's attacking people —
This is his claw. He claws people with it.
His face. His face is twisted in his belly." Feb. 24.
After that his pictures get normal again. They are pictures of lollipops and lollipop detectors, baseball fields without aliens and pictures of Kip.
The last picture is of a horse with legs that are running. It looks like a phallic horse . Awww, I'm so glad we ended the year on a normal note.