The first few weeks of Junior High were rough for Novalie. Hard. Downright hard. Tears everyday after school hard. She had a tough time getting used to many things about Junior High.
Ten classes. TEN! Five one day, five the next. That is a lot of classes. It overwhelmed Novalie. Ten classes to keep track of. Ten classes to remember to turn assignments in to. Ten classes to remember homework for. She had quite a few missing assignments those first few weeks because it was an adjustment to be organized and stay of top of all those classes. She did get the hang of it and worked out a system that helped her be successful at keeping up with ten classes, but it was rough going for awhile.
The swearing. She would come home and say, “I can’t go to Junior High any longer because the swearing is bad, I can’t handle it!” This is something we talked about before school started because I knew hearing bad words was something that was going to become a constant in her life, but she still was surprised at how much she heard them. She was shocked that the teachers did nothing to stop it. One boy wouldn’t stop when she asked. He did it more just to annoy her. Ugh. Makes me want to home school her because she hates the swearing so much. The words get in her head and that frustrates her. We talked and talked about why kids feel the need to use those words and ways to get those words out of her head.
The crowded halls between classes. If you get a tardy you have to immediately go to a designated classroom and call your parents and explain why you were tardy. Getting in trouble at school is one of Novalie’s greatest fears. The halls are so crowded between classes that it is shoulder to shoulder kids and you can’t go faster because there is no where to go. This annoys her to no end and those first few weeks she was so stressed that it was going to make her late to class and get a tardy. She still doesn’t like the crowded hallways, but she has learned that she has enough time to get to her classes.
These were her top 3 things that she just had the hardest time with. There were many other smaller things (smaller according to her) that made the transition hard. It was a stressful time and I had to just keep telling her to give it time. I had to look for moments for my creative, sassy, happy girl to appear. And when she did, I made the most of it.
She had been waiting for a bit of cooler weather to wear this new outfit that she adores. It made her happy to wear it and it just fits her perfectly. We had some fun with a little photo shoot in the backyard and all the stresses of Junior High were forgotten for a time.
I walk by this wall that I painted with chalkboard paint countless times a day. During this difficult transition time, I walked by it and the idea just popped into my head to fill it up with things I love about Novalie to give her a boost.
Change is hard. Transitions are hard. Novalie does hard things and learns and grows from those hard things. I do have to say that I was glad when those few weeks passed and Junior High was just the new norm. It was a big sigh of relief for both me and Novalie.