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Dec. 1st, 2006 11:38 amIt's another cornucopia of catch-up!
Girl's posting art to my Flickr account, here is an example.
Gave Girl an Xmas present early: a digital camera. Since she's now shooting photo reference and has been borrowing mine for documenting for years. Three-plus years ago she used mine to follow the birth of kittens. A week ago, to get pictures of nucat TinTin Rocket's stripes for art reference.
I'll be bugging her to post pics she's taken, she got some terrific ones of the Xmas tree lights and the cats. I know I've got some dedication to The Perfect Shot when I have to tell the kid five times to get off the kitchen counter.
This go-round on homeschooling, I'm not doing what led to disaster last time: trying to duplicate the structure of the school day and subjects, minus going to and from classes. The kid tests in reading on a 12th-grade level, and shows no sign of skill-losing behavior (i.e., not reading). I've ordered a GED with practice tests so we know what we need to cover for her to take that in a couple years.
Part of the reason I pulled her, I realized, is because of the stress the school sitch is causing me. I cannot discount from the fact that she leaves school in a foul mood, flails about miserably for a couple hours, stomps about for a few more, and is only calm enough to enjoy being part of a family around 10 at night. I don't need any more damn stress.
Now, some of this is being a teen, a lot of it being in a learning environment that is completely wrong with admin unwilling to accomodate her, and a lot is also grief and PTSD.
I cannot ignore the fact that the homeschooled teen up the street in our once and future neighborhood is happy and congenial and bright.
I also can't forget how many times we have tried to work with the "system" for our daughter and gotten almost nothing she needed because she is not disabled enough. I rather spend the time I spend getting her off the rooftop doing something productive. Learning and growing instead of damage control.
I've been to my first session with a resident this week. I will be treated for PTSD. (It is probably because of the way, every day, I keep playing out the cats coming out of the house, but that is just a guess.) The resident is very, very cool. I like her. (I speak in small setences, I guess, when I'm thinking about getting to Lowe's and buying the bathtubs for the house.)
The house is being skinned today, which means a skin is going on, rather than being taken off. I am away to buy the tubs and fart fans, then take Boy over to see the progress.
Girl's posting art to my Flickr account, here is an example.
Gave Girl an Xmas present early: a digital camera. Since she's now shooting photo reference and has been borrowing mine for documenting for years. Three-plus years ago she used mine to follow the birth of kittens. A week ago, to get pictures of nucat TinTin Rocket's stripes for art reference.
I'll be bugging her to post pics she's taken, she got some terrific ones of the Xmas tree lights and the cats. I know I've got some dedication to The Perfect Shot when I have to tell the kid five times to get off the kitchen counter.
This go-round on homeschooling, I'm not doing what led to disaster last time: trying to duplicate the structure of the school day and subjects, minus going to and from classes. The kid tests in reading on a 12th-grade level, and shows no sign of skill-losing behavior (i.e., not reading). I've ordered a GED with practice tests so we know what we need to cover for her to take that in a couple years.
Part of the reason I pulled her, I realized, is because of the stress the school sitch is causing me. I cannot discount from the fact that she leaves school in a foul mood, flails about miserably for a couple hours, stomps about for a few more, and is only calm enough to enjoy being part of a family around 10 at night. I don't need any more damn stress.
Now, some of this is being a teen, a lot of it being in a learning environment that is completely wrong with admin unwilling to accomodate her, and a lot is also grief and PTSD.
I cannot ignore the fact that the homeschooled teen up the street in our once and future neighborhood is happy and congenial and bright.
I also can't forget how many times we have tried to work with the "system" for our daughter and gotten almost nothing she needed because she is not disabled enough. I rather spend the time I spend getting her off the rooftop doing something productive. Learning and growing instead of damage control.
I've been to my first session with a resident this week. I will be treated for PTSD. (It is probably because of the way, every day, I keep playing out the cats coming out of the house, but that is just a guess.) The resident is very, very cool. I like her. (I speak in small setences, I guess, when I'm thinking about getting to Lowe's and buying the bathtubs for the house.)
The house is being skinned today, which means a skin is going on, rather than being taken off. I am away to buy the tubs and fart fans, then take Boy over to see the progress.
