This morning my son refused to get up for school. Actually, he refused to get up for school yesterday too. I have to admit that I remember having those days as a teen, so I try to have patience with him. We have consequences for him not attending school, and usually those work. But when day two came, and he still refused to get up, I began to panic just a little.
I'm not sure what precipitated this in him, but he said he was done with school, and didn't want to go anymore. I'm not the most patient mother, and I told him I was not going to have a 30 year old son some day sitting in my house watching television because he didn't want to have to do anything in life. He said, "I'm leaving your house when I turn 18." I asked him if he was going to work at McDonalds, or at Walmart, because without an education, those would be his only options. And I reminded him that if he worked there, and one day decided he was tired of working every day, and decided to stay home, they would fire him. His reply was that he didn't care.
I took some parenting classes in college, and the one thing they stressed is that you have to give consequences. Apparently, the normal consequences I have employed were not working, so I upped the ante. I also reminded him that one of the main reasons we would return to the U.S. in the coming year would be for his education. If he isn't interested in going to school, we have no reason to return quickly. My husband makes better money here, we might as well just stay here. I also reminded him that he has been doing well in school, and that he shouldn't quit now, so close to the end of the semester! He said he didn't care, and went back to bed.
Before he left the room, I made sure to turn on the computer and started playing a game. This happens to be one of his favorite pasttimes, and also happens to be one of the things we take away if he doesn't attend school. I just wanted to sort of wave the carrot in front of his nose to remind him what he was missing. But he left the room and went back to bed.
About a half an hour passed and he came out of his room and looked at the clock. He said that if we hurried, he could still make his first class. I didn't make a big deal about it, I just got my shoes on and we left. I don't know what changed his mind, but I do believe that consequences work. But pray for me.....