Mom angry after finding teacher’s ‘warning’ message on her 7-year-old daughter’s homework

One mam shared her 7-year-old daughter’s worksheet from school and the teacher’s remark on it caused quite a stir on the social media. Namely, the girl, Alyssa, was warned not to write in cursive.

“Stop writing your name in cursive. You have been warned several times,” her teacher wrote on the paper.

According to many, although cursive is not prioritized at all schools, it does take time and practice to excel it so Alyssa should have been praised for writing in cursive, not warned not to do it.

While teachers must be respected, discouraging a child like Alyssa from practicing cursive seems unjust.

Rather than sending discouraging notes, teachers should give constructive feedback to students who choose to master this intricate art.

They should recognize the child’s dedication to cursive writing and offer positive reinforcement. Though not emphasized everywhere, cursive deserves recognition for the important skills it imparts to young learners.

What are your thoughts on this? How would you react if your child was prevented from writing in cursive?

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Bored Daddy

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