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May. 9, 2007
Reflection
As education is extremely important, living a functional life is of greater value. I spent countless years trying to teach academics when simple life skills were lacking. My limited understanding was both frustrating and left me burned out.
When nothing worked. I began to understand something was truly wrong. I became educated on every label the doctors placed on my child. What an unachievable task set before me. I gave up! Why try, my child could not learn.
Until one day, I read this phrase in an article. “researchers believe learning disabilities are caused by differences in how a child’s brain works and processes information. “
Wow! The problem was with the teacher; not my child. My eyes were open to find new ways for my child to process and learn.
Child Journal: To understand my child. I wrote everything down for several months. I still at times will pull out a notebook and begin to journal when we are having a set back. I usually find, I am not being consistent to the needs of my child.
The questions that help me understand.
1. Why, are her emotions all over the place like a roller coaster.
2. Disobedience , Willful disobedience or Accidental.
3. Does my child understand what she is doing or is she simply acting?
4. What are my child’s triggers ? Such as: Smells, sounds, textures, stimulation
Example: a suitcase, hearing a train, motions
6.Does your child have a routine, what is she/he eating, how much sleep?
What is a reflection? The image of somebody or something that appears in a mirror or other reflecting surface. Have you ever studied your child’s reflection? Whose reflection do you see? What I found, her reflection, through journaling. The treasure I may have never found.
Reflection
Whom do I observe today? A child or young lady? I imagine, who ever I desire to be at this very moment. Would you like to view my life, through my eyes, in the course of my favorite day.
I need routine so I rise every morning at 8AM, no matter how late I go to bed. Starting my day with a list or I may not remember to get dressed and comb my hair.
Soon afterward, mom will take me to the library. Hastily, I head for the children’s section. Can you believe I may pick out any book? Naturally, I choose the same novels as before.
Continuing ahead toward our first stop. Mom will remain in the car while I proceed to make a payment. Anxiously, sprinting out of my seat, head tilted forward, eyes cast down, I scurrying inside. My entire existence sparkles with joy from the thrill of my adventures today. My only distraction will be an unexpected question, from the clerk, bringing about my hurried departure.
Arriving home. I leap out anxiously, dashing through the front door in lightening speed. Announcing my return with fierce banging while on pursuit for my brothers. I pounce on them, divulging my escapade, trapping them to hear ever detail. My excitement will pour through my entire being with over indulged animation. Unaware of the expressionless faces on my captive audience. I will savor this wonderful day. Because today; my reflection was you.
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