9 minutes. That’s how long it took Maya to type the first sentence of her book report.
My thought process during that time:
- Wow. It took more than 60 seconds for Maya to type 1/3 of the book’s title.
- I bet she has no idea it’s taking every ounce of control not to wrestle the computer away from her.
- The teacher said that utilizing a computer for this project was optional. So why isn’t Maya giving me an option here?
- We’re still not done with the title and it’s nearly minute 4. At this rate we’ll be done with the other 5 sentences in approximately 6 and one half hours.
- I am a terrible mother. I should be applauding my child’s perseverance. What’s wrong with me?
- I hope her fingers aren’t sticky.
- Stop thinking so negatively Ameena and give her a compliment! “Good job with your finger placement on the keyboard Maya! Great work.”
- Oh…here’s Ali with a camera ready to document things. Because what could be funnier than thinking “Let’s take a picture of Ameena when she’s in sweats and is ready to smack somebody?”
- Tick Tock. Tick Tock.
- I wonder if Maya would notice if I started thumbing through Marie Claire?
- Minute 8 and we have “A Visit to the Art” so far. That’s it Maya….just type out Galaxy and tell me you want me to do the rest. Please.
So as expected, Maya asked me to type everything after the title. And as expected I felt relieved. And then moments later I felt totally guilty at my thought process, my lack of patience, and my complete disregard for her attempts to be independent.