And we are still homeschooling, and I am still having to apologize to Ada a lot for my impatience. Oh my goodness. I thought teaching high school was hard. High school has nothing on teaching someone how to read. Especially when that someone is my child who CAN NOT focus for the life of her. Today, when she was supposed to be sounding out three little letters, her eyes were scanning the room, looking everywhere but at the page, and then with her eyes still no where near the word, she just blurted out a word, as if she pulled it out of thin air, which I suppose she did. And that is when I keep losing the battle to bite my tongue, as I remind her to just LOOK AT THE LETTERS ON THE PAGE. As a perfectionist when it came to school, it's a bit hard on me to discover that my daughter does not take after me in that way. I have a sneaking suspicion that were she in high school, striving to achieve a particular grade would not keep her up at night. I just keep praying that I would see her as who God created her to be, to see past all of my humanity and mess of a heart to see all the strength in this particular personality--all the strengths of being this particular kind of student.
When we are both a little weary of the battle, I can always count on a blank piece of paper and some crayons. Now that, Ada jumps all over!!
The Great Pyramid and the Sphinx "guarding it." I read to her from the Story of the World, and she drew a picture about what we were reading.
And then they decided to do a few interpretive pictures? Ada said, "do a silly one..."
"a scared one..."
"a tiger one?!?"
and "a fish one"