Home-schooled children have drifted in and out of Brendon's gifted classes. I was going to home school him after he was kicked out of 2 pre-schools. It was only my great good fortune that he had an enthusiastic kindergarten teacher. It was her first year and she was working on her Master's. Her boyfriend used to come on field trips to help. He was the only student that could read so he read stories to groups while she worked with other groups. When he was overly hyper she would have him do multiplication because she knew he counted it out as he walked in circles around the perimeter of the room. She was great.
Some of the parents go back and forth. Home school works for a time, then they go back into the school system, then that stops working, so back home again. Figuring out what is right and what works for your child is tough. And when you get it figured out for one, the next one doesn't respond to any of the tricks in your bag. Tricky tricksters.
Last time we were there one of them was telling us about a Pooh video she liked and her mother jumped in to say, "No you didn't" and kept insisting until the girl dropped it.
Eeep. I can't imagine telling either of my boys what they liked. It wouldn't work anyway.
My kids would argue right back with me, if I told them they didn't like something they liked. In this skill, I have home schooled them well.
Last time we were there one of them was telling us about a Pooh video she liked and her mother jumped in to say, "No you didn't" and kept insisting until the girl dropped it.
That creeps me out more than Indigo Children.
Happy birthday, beth!
I just read that Indigo Children wiki. Honestly, the first description of them generally makes them sound like uncontrolled spoiled brats.
She creeps me out for a lot of reasons, and I have a lot of complaints about the way she treats her husband, my husband, etc. She does it all with one of those fake smiles on her face, too, that my DH can't see through. That may be the #1 reason why I despise the woman.
My last word on the subject: Goddess bless your messy, opinionated, naughty, sweet, adorable, affectionate and normal children, Bitches!
Sparky, you forgot "naked."
Sparky, you forgot "naked."
Nocturnal, too, I suppose.
The thing that creeps me out about the Indigo Children article is the idea that some parents need to think their kids have magical abilities in order to think of them as precious. It strikes me as a relationship deeply stuck in the Imaginary.
