When I went for a conference with Little Man’s teacher a while back, I noticed that a list of chores on the wall. There were different tasks, like emptying the waste bin, stacking chairs, collecting papers, etc. And each task had a picture of a student velcroed next to it.
“So, Little Man, you do one of the chores on this list every day?” I asked him.
“Yep! Our teacher lets us do chores every day. ” (Yes, he said that she “lets” them do chores.)
Since he sounded enthusiastic (and he never sounds enthusiastic about work), I figured there must have been some type of reward involved, so I asked if they were getting paid anything — maybe classroom currency that could be redeemed for pencils or something.
“No. This is our classroom and we all have a job to do.”
That sounds mature and responsible, right? Well, I’ve said the same thing about our home, how the family has to work together to keep it nice, but he wasn’t quite as enthusiastic over taking care of our shared space. Go figure.
It’s funny that their attitudes can vary so much depending on where the chore was assigned. Chores at school? Special privileges. Chores at home? Modern day torture technique to be avoided at all costs.