Living life is akin to riding a horse. One day you trot along quite serenely, the view is lovely, the air refreshing and the pace is invigorating. You and your horse travel in rhythm. Out of nowhere a sudden noise spooks the horse that is carrying you and in an instant your torso is thrown willy nilly into space and your heart leaps out of your chest while your stomach hurls up into your throat. Gravity is not your friend today. Luckily, you have been raised to be resilient and expected to dust yourself off and get on your feet when life's events throws you down. You have learned that the horse will settle, the journey will continue and you will be able to ride again. Letting our kids struggle is usually one of the toughest parts of being a parent or a teacher. It can be agonizing to see
I cringe as I catch myself. Yep. I have done it again. I have scurried along at a break- necked speed and as I move I utter commandments at rapid fire speed to those I love the most. On occasion, I have been accused of being over controlling and intense. Ouch. That is not the description I am looking for when, from my perspective, I am doing everything possible to make sure that my house and my family are well kept and organized. Perhaps the worst part of the accusation is there is truth in it. Sometimes I have an out of body experience (not literally) and I hear myself: Did you take your vitamins? Do you have a water bottle? You know how important hydration is! Why do I need to remind you to put your shoes IN the closet? Did you feed the dogs? Is your homework done?
We all want our kids to be successful in school. I think that I can safely assume that. I bet most of us would love to help out in that success in any way possible. I have to tell you though, that in 22 years of teaching there has been a phenomenon that never fails to boggle my mind. It is the undermining force behind many disputes, destroyer of relationships and yet it is so simply avoidable. Allow me to illustrate with an example: Imagine that your child has been diagnosed with a learning disability or learning difference. You are a keen parent, so you dive into the research, find excellent resources and fill your brain with knowledge. A passion is ignited. You ARE a good parent. You WILL help your child to succeed. At this point, as a Special Educator, I want to personally thank you for taking the
We have a family portrait that reveals the strong bonds between each of our five members. This photograph shows the world our smiling faces and exudes love and warmth. We get a lot of compliments on that picture! But oh, how a picture can lie! As I look up at our laughing faces, I smile, because I remember the realities surrounding that photo session. First, there was the scramble to find the 'right' clothes. This ended in heaps of sweaters strewn over the bedroom floors. Then there was the hair catastrophes! I cannot get a picture taken like THIS! screamed a teen girl at no one in particular. Sisters yelling at a brother to get out of the bathroom and a brother (with autism) trying to self regulate through the upheaval. To add flavor to the moment, we thought it was a great idea to include the family dog; a