23/10/2024
How do you deal with a stubborn 1st Grader who is adamant on not doing his homework? With love, discipline, and boundaries.
Coming back home from school the other day, we go into the usual ritual of putting away our things before an allowance of 30 minutes of television to wind down from the school day.
After TV time is up it’s time to do homework, but my son usually feels like having a snack so it’s what we do. Whilst I was sharpening some pencils for the homework we were about to do, he asked me for some milk which I responded to with something along the lines of, “Yeah, sure, just a second”.
Not long after, I hear, “Come on. What’s taking so long. Hurry up.”
I wasn’t having any of it.
I came back into the room empty handed and told him, “You can forget about the milk, because I don’t accept this kind of behavior from someone I’m doing a favor for.”
Now I could have probably done more listening and reflecting on my part, as I then tried to explain myself using the non-violent communication method saying, “When someone tells me to hurry up when I’m doing a service for them, it doesn’t make me feel good because I have a need for respect. Do you understand why I’m not getting you the milk now? Tell you what. If you apologize, I’ll forget about it, and go get you your milk.”
He didn’t apologize, and said nothing further.
After he finished his cookies, he just left without saying a word and started inventing things to do on the balcony.
I told him it was homework time and asked him what he was doing. He told me he didn’t feel like doing homework right now.
“Feel or no feel, it’s time to do homework,” I insisted.
He tried to get away but I grabbed him firmly by the arm and took him to his room. He tried to grab some Lego in his room to play with which I put back on the shelf and proceeded in putting all the Lego away and out of sight.
I told him, “You’re going to sit over there until we’re done. If you need help, let me know.”
He instead chose to sit on the floor and sulk, until that sulkiness turned into tears.
“What’s going on buddy?” No response.
“Is there something you need?” No response.
“Do you feel like I’ve been treating you unfairly?” Nods head in agreement.
“How would you like to be treated?” No response.
“What do you think is a better solution?” No response.
I get him some tissues because he was drooling all over the place. I saw he needed more, so I gave him the whole box.
Now instead of grabbing one tissue, he grabs the entire stack of what’s left in the box and wipes his face with it.
Now, from my point of view, he was obviously being provocative and I was an inch away from going ‘old school discipline’ on him, if you know what I mean. Instead, I grabbed the tissues from him, and walked away to center myself. I salvaged what tissues I could and threw the rest back to him.
I told him to figure out the homework by himself now, and that he could forget about any extra TV time today.
I sat in the corridor centering myself, thinking about what the best response would be coming from a place of love. I decided to go in the direction of reconciling and connecting, extending the proverbial olive branch. I figured he’d still want that milk from before, so I got him a cup and placed it in front of him. He eagerly drank it.
I kept an eye on him in the corridor and saw him lying down on the floor. I told him that if he wanted to lie down, it’s better to just lie in bed. So he did. He fell asleep soon after and slept for pretty much 13 hours straight, skipping dinner that day. It seemed like he definitely had some recovering to do, and it would explain the behavior, which is usually much more cooperative.
This story reflects that I am by no means perfect when it comes to dealing with these situations, but I do have the tools I need to fall back on. When I feel my emotions rising, I remember to center myself, which is always the first step. My initial reactions may not always be the best, but by navigating subsequent responses with care and consciousness, I can enact damage control, and make sure things don’t spiral out.
Pivoting between ‘listening and reflecting’ to ‘reconciling and connecting’ was also key. My questioning and labeling wasn’t completely futile, since it did make him feel understood (head nodding to ‘being treated unfairly’). However, I wasn’t getting enough of a response to be able to negotiate a solution. Instead of ‘taking in’ what he had to say, I decided to ‘give away’ my love and compassion through what started with the act of bringing him the milk.
It’s still really important to set your boundaries though, and ‘train’ people how to treat you. It’s vital that you do this for your own self respect: if you have a neat house, and someone messy comes into your house, you don’t all of a sudden allow your house to get messy. You communicate boundaries and emanate your neatness from the inside out.
Spread love, be disciplined, and set boundaries.