Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:01.02 here. Anecdotal evidence, but it is what it is:

I was in several different schools, as were my siblings. Sister and I had similar number of moves, but I'm detailing mine:

CDC preschool, moved with a small group to math/science magnet for K. NBD.

Move in April of 2nd grade. Traumatic socially, and the teacher who expected me to learn perfect cursive in one week was a witch.

Move at the beginning of third (within school system, different school), wonderful. Every third grader was new to the building.

Move at the beginning of fifth (within school system, different school) into straight 5th class, my choice as I was done dealing with people who didn't want to listen when I explained how I knew how to do things. Wonderful teacher, one of 6 new kids in the class, NBD.

Move at the beginning of sixth, beginning of middle school. NBD.

Move at the beginning of eighth, NBD. What was a big deal was that the Spanish teach quit after a month, and they hired a French speaker to sub and "teach us French." We didn't learn a thing. School was on semesters.

Move at Christmas of eighth, torture. School was on trimesters, so everything was screwed up from the moment I was registered. I got a double dose of Civil War and WWI, missed out on a bunch of Algebra (that I thankfully had learned on my own), came in to Spanish with the expectation that I'd had half a year, but it was really only a month at the beginning of the year. Kids were in tight cliques, they put me in the lowest cohort for the first week (accidentally) and when they switched me to the highest they made a big deal about it so kids were atrocious. Science was flipped at the second school, so every single thing was a repeat.

Move to boarding school for high school. Fabulous. 4 years continuous in the same school. A few kids left at the end of each year, many joined Soph and Junior years, only one new girl senior year. 18 4 year seniors, 20+ 3 year, no clue how many 2 year seniors and the one extra girl who was great at almost everything, so everyone wanted around. Small classes, groups that overlapped, perfection was the continuity of knowing I would be there for all four years unless my grades tanked or I got kicked out due to behavior.

Kids who move in lower grades are a welcome change at the beginning of the year, someone new to meet and get to know. In the middle of the year, it can still be okay socially (sister in 1st had four bffs after 1 week), but it's much harder. Moving constantly without having a reason that a child can understand (not military or job-related) is traumatic, and kids start to close off, because there's no rhyme or reason to when they will be uprooted again.

You have too much of a compulsion to share and you share way way too much. This is just obsessive self-reference and zero to do with the OP's question.