Derek is a special boy, and I really have a connection with him. Sometimes he's like a little brother to me, sometimes he's one of my best friends, and sometimes he's my pseudo-son. Derek is one of the most intelligent children I have ever met, but homework with him is another story. Derek is definitely not a homework kid. He has a passion for learning, and he really likes school (for the most part), but his creativity and ingenuity outstretch the confines of the 8 x 11 worksheets that are sent home with him.
For example - today he had a reading assignment to pick out difficult vocabulary from the book he's reading and look up definitions in the dictionary. After an hour of story-telling, knock-knock jokes, and countless reminders from me to stay focused, all he had managed to define was one word with a 3 word definition. Oh, I forgot to mention he also managed to express himself artistically with a sharpie on several of the pages in the dictionary. Luckily, another one of his assignments was to draw pictures of scenes from the book, and that was a little more suited to his mood. Anyway, after 2 1/2 hours, and probably about 15 minutes of actual work, he had completed his homework for the day.
So after some homework, what better thing to do than to quiz me on my knowledge of Hamlet, right? He asked me if I knew the play; I said yes (not mentioning that the last time I read it was over 6 years ago in high school). He asked me if I had seen the play; I said no. He asked me if I had ever seen the movie; I asked which one. His quick, annoyed response was: "The Hamlet one!!!!" Having seen one of the filmed versions of Hamlet (also in high school), I said yes. I didn't know what I had gotten myself into. Then came the real doozies. "Who said, 'this above all: to thine own self be true.'?" No clue. Polonius, duh. Then I was informed that in their class production of Hamlet, Derek gets to be Hamlet now, instead of some less-interesting character whose name I have now forgotten. Cool. ...Why doesn't he have theatre homework again?
Derek also knows how to make me laugh. From his own original jokes (Q: Why was Piglet looking in the toilet? A: He was looking for Pooh.) to his constant inquiries about how to say different words in German, he keeps me laughing - no matter how terrible of a 'homework day' we've had.
Derek will also tell it to you like it is. There's no beating around the bush with him. If you're doing something stupid, he will let you know. If he's getting frustrated, he will definitely let you know. That also means that when Derek tells me, "I love you", I know that it's from the heart and the honest truth.
This is just the start of me writing my experiences with Derek - I may have more things to share later, but for now I just wanted to briefly explain what I do on many week-day afternoons. This has been one of the most rewarding jobs I've had to date, and it's really opened my eyes to what parenting will be like. It has also made me realize that I definitely want to wait a long while before having kids of my own, but it also has me looking forward to the day that I can have the honor of calling myself a mother.