We live in a city where children enter the school system at the age of three. Uniforms, homework, student handbook, report card, you name it, have become part of our life. Learning has always been promoted as an enjoyable process in our household; therefore, we tend to put little emphasis on getting the homework done perfectly. Of course, when a worksheet comes home with only two, not four stickers on it, I can’t help but feel a little disappointed. How cruel is it to grade a 3-year-old’s work! Our boy has already learned the meaning of a tick in red on his homework sheets!  Continue reading On School Refusal →