Hang on a sec. Let me get a different lens.
There. That’s better.
The oldest two tore down the (hideous) plastic-and-wood fort this morning while I was visiting with a friend. I think they said they are upcycling the materials into a car.
They did not use the word “upcycle.”
Legos. That was what I thought of when I looked out the window. They’re just playing Legos, but on a bigger scale.
Or Tetris, now that I think about it.
Maybe life is just one big Tetris Lego game. We spend our days figuring out how to fit things together: people, furniture, food, car parts, words...
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Then my friend left and I called the kids in from their giant Lego Tetris game and we watched this youtube video: Seven Lies About Homeschoolers. The kids loved it, especially the ending.
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My daughter has still not gotten the hang of reading. She loves words—copying them, listening to them, playing with them—but she isn’t able to (easily) decode them.
Sometimes I feel completely confident with our decision to let her learn at her own pace. Other times, I freak out, but only on the inside.
Despite her inability to do something as basic as reading, she is sparklingly confident and happy, much more so than I was at her age. This gives me peace.
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FYI: when a homeschooled kid (who happens to live in my house) plagiarizes, all hell breaks loose.
A simple 'F' would be so much easier.
This same time, years previous: snapshots, kiddisms, getting in fixes
Someone PLAGIARIZED?! Now that is a story that needs to be told.
ReplyDeleteI also want to hear that plagiarize story.
ReplyDeleteYour reference to tetris made me think of these comics about hell (http://xkcd.com/724/) and heaven (http://xkcd.com/888/).
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