It's taken me quite awhile to post this. I was really sad for a bit and couldn't get myself to sit down and type this post. What am I referring to, you ask? I'm talking about the Spelling Bee, y'all. I know I sound really lame by saying I'm saddened by something like this, but I just can't help it. You'll see why.
Before Winter Break, all the class spelling bee winners were given the school spelling bee list. This list had about 450 words on it for grades 1-5. Some were really simple, others were crazy-hard. (Do you know the spelling and definition of the word "dirndl?") We knew it would take a lot of work, so B and I started studying with Elina halfway through Winter Break. We studied for 2 whole weeks. We looked words up left and right to find out the definitions and pronunciations. We carried the list around everywhere. We quizzed her during meals and in the car. We didn't expect her to win or anything because she would be up against 5th graders, but she was SOOOOO nervous about it. The only way I knew how to calm her nerves was to prepare her...make her comfortable with the words. And it really helped. We started using the new words when we spoke to each other. We would come up with some pretty funny sentences! It was all starting to make more sense to Elina.
Besides knowing the words, I tried to emphasize to Elina the importance of being sure about the words she would be asked to spell. I told her, "If you don't know what she's saying, then buy your time. Ask for everything--repeat, definition, sentence, origin." She said she understood.
The night before the bee, Elina was so worried. She kept saying, "What if I don't even make it through Round 1??" and "What if I'm the 1st one out???" It was not pretty, but I knew I would be feeling the same things, too.

On the day of the bee, I took Eli (even though he had school...he was just so excited to see Elina in the bee), Evie, and Eulee with me to cheer Elina on. Elina was the 10th speller up there. We were all so nervous and excited at the same time. Elina got up to spell her first word, MASK. The librarian automatically gave a definition since it sounds similar to other words. I could tell from Elina's face that she wasn't really listening to the definition. She just looked so very very nervous. Then she looked at me...like a deer in the headlights...confused and unsure. I KNEW she wasn't sure what word was said. I was using all my might to mentally tell her "repeat" or "sentence." I kept saying those words over and over again in my head. But, alas, it was too late. She didn't ask for any of it, and went ahead and said, "MASS...M-A-S-S...MASS." I nearly keeled over. The librarian said, "I'm sorry, that is incorrect." Elina looked stunned. She swore she had heard MASS and spelled it correctly. She quietly exited the stage and sat down.
I went over to her and tears were streaming down her cheeks. I gave her a huge hug and I just wanted to whisk her away. She was so so sad. And so was I. And so were Eli and Evie. (Later on Eli told me, "Mommy, I wanted to cry when Jie Jie got it wrong." Breaks my heart.)
The bee resumed and we stayed to watch. What hurt all of us even more was that every single word the librarian chose, Elina knew like the back of her hand. They were all specific words that we had emphasized...and she knew them all too well. It was like rubbing salt in the wound. Elina said that she was spelling all the words in her head while the other spellers were up there. Poor thing. Then to top it all off, we could totally tell that a lot of the kids didn't study that hard...or they didn't go so far as to find out the correct pronunciations for some of the words. One speller got VERDURE and spelled it with a J in the middle. Another kid spelled ASYLUM as A-S-I-L-E-M. This made Elina and me even more sad.
You don't realize it, but a spelling bee is really one of the most heartbreaking things to watch...completely gut-wrenching. Elina wasn't the only one who didn't hear the right word. One kid got INCHED but he spelled INCH instead. Then there were a lot of kids who would begin spelling a word, stop mid-way to ask for a definition or repetition, then re-spell the word from the beginning again....which is totally illegal! So they would get it wrong regardless of whether they re-spelled it correctly or not. I wanted to give all those kids big hugs. They were all crushed. Many of the girls ran off the stage in tears. So very sad.
After school, we took Elina to get ice cream at Baskin Robbins (her favorite place). I even let her get a cone, which I don't normally do. What was so sweet was that Eli was eyeing the cone and I said, "Oh, Eli, it's because--" and before I could finish the sentence he said, "I know, Mommy. I know." (Seriously, folks, I love my sweet Eli!!) While we had ice cream, Elina finally started talking about the spelling bee. I think she was removed enough to not feel as sad anymore. We talked about all the words that were spelled incorrectly. Y'all know that Elina has a crazy memory, right? Well, she remembered which word every single speller got wrong...and HOW they misspelled it, too! So once we got home, Elina immediately grabbed her spelling list and told me, "I'm going to mark off all the words that were used and I'm going to highlight all the words that were misspelled." Then she quietly worked on it for 45 minutes. I know she sounds completely insane, but I think it was cathartic for her. After that, we looked it over and she looked better...more happy. She told me, "Mommy, I just feel like we wasted our time." I told her that we definitely didn't waste our time because we all learned so many new words and definitions. I told her that this was just a humbling learning experience to prepare her for next year's spelling bee.

So, what have we learned?--
1. You can never be too sure. One boy was really smart and asked for his word, HOPE, in a sentence even though he knew what it was. There were a few snickers from the audience, but I thought he was so smart to take his time and make sure. Now Elina knows to ask for every single thing--repeat, definition, sentence, origin--no matter what the word is.
2. Confidence is everything. Elina was SO nervous in the beginning. I know that if she had just gotten that first word correct, she would have felt more confident and relaxed a little. It's all about getting over the initial anxiety.
It took Elina and me a few weeks before we could say or hear the words "spelling bee" without glancing at each other or shuddering. I'm not saying she would have won the bee, but it would have been nice for her to get out on a word she heard correctly and honestly misspelled. But now she's ready for next year and she's looking forward to it. Life goes on. We're more humbled and we've learned a lot. Live and learn...live and learn.