(My husband and I are really into science and have passed this love into our eight year old daughter. We try not to ‘baby’ the explanations we give her and provide honest explanations to the numerous questions she has. One day, when we pick her up from school, she is upset and the teacher is asking to speak to us.)
Teacher: “I need you to speak to your daughter about being rude and correcting me in front of the other children!”
Me: “What? What happened?”
Teacher: “I was explaining how rainbows are made and she corrected me in front if the class.”
Husband: “[Daughter], is this true? What happened?”
Daughter: “Well, [Teacher] was telling the class about how rainbows are made and he told them the water reflected the light. I put up my hand and asked him if he meant refracted as that’s what really happens.”
Husband: “[Teacher], is this what happened?”
Teacher: “Yes. She really shouldn’t correct me. It confuses the other children.”
Me: “Was she right, though?”
Teacher: “She will confuse the other children!”
Me: “…but was she right?”
Teacher: “Well, yes, but children her age are too young to understand refraction, so we keep it simple by saying reflection as they know what that is.”
Husband: “That’s wrong, though. [Daughter] understands the difference and if you took the time to explain so would the other children.” *turns to Daughter* “Well done for understanding what we taught you and applying your knowledge. *high fives Daughter*
Me: “I think we’re done here.”
Teacher: *as we’re leaving* “She’ll confuse the other children!”