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    Theresa Lode or, simply “T”, had her world turned upside down and inside out when her son was diagnosed with ADHD and a few other goodies. Her choice- follow the doctor's orders....or trust her heart and delve into the world of Free Range Education. She chose the latter...

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Perhaps the box is the problem

This past week Molly and Caleb took their first ever standardized tests.  It was the TCAPs- Tennessee’s way of measuring our kids, their teachers and their school administrators.

The testing protocol was quite rigid they reported.  Don’t look around.  Pick up your pencil when told.  No coughing or nose blowing allowed.  And when you’re done- sit and wait.

Molly told me how hard it was to just sit their and stare at her desk for 30 or more minutes since she finished the tests rather quickly. And I feel bad for the teachers.  I can’t imagine that when the teachers envisioned their future as educators, this is the picture that came to mind.

What’s more disturbing to me is how we have come to accept this as normal, yea verily, even healthy for the kids.

High performance on a standardized test is no indicator of future success.  But yet in all the smoke and mirrors and gobbly gook of academic yabber, we’re led to believe this is a good thing.

True indicators of success include: Perseverance, good relationship skills, curiosity and resourcefulness.  Stuff that can never be quantified on a test.

This compelling desire to box up our children and quantify them like some sort of factory widget has been around for a long time.

Theodoris Van Gogh had this perspective.  He felt that if his son didn’t fit the mold…his son was the problem, not the mold. Tsk, tsk.  I’m grateful his boy followed his heart; how about you?

Do you suppose Vincent would have done well on the TCAPs?

Hey! Be sure and join Deb Ingino and I for a chat about learning differences THIS THURSDAY at 9:00 pm cst.  Cut and paste the link in the right sidebar for all the info.  We’re going to have a lot of fun!

Label are for Soup Cans

I arrived last night from the Erma Bombeck Writers’ Workshop last night and now here I sit in the quiet house wonder the depth of a magnificent word: Wow.

I have some fun stories to tell and a few pictures but for right now, that will have to keep as I have a full day as I get ready for the potluck to tonight with Wayne Jacobsen and Brad Cummings.  (It’s not too late to join us, scroll down on the blog for details.)

One thing I didn’t want to wait in sharing is something that I’ve been tossing around for some time- the subtitle to my book.  (Not to mention tightening down the focus for the book as well.)

After my “May I have two minutes of your time?” request with Sam Horn, turned into nearly an hour (with her permission,) I am happy to announce with great confidence, the rest of the title.  Are you ready?  (More about the amazing Sam Horn later.)

Here we go:

Labels are for Soup Cans

The dangers and downside of calling our kids autistic, ADD and learning disabled

I’d love to get your feedback.  Tell me what you think!

Why teaching is ‘not like making motorcars’

I absolutely love Sir Ken Robinson’s thoughts on education.  Using the factory approach to educating children—the approach used today—is a broken, outdated model that needs to be razed. This video is only a few minutes long and I urge you to watch it.

With the dramatic changes in the job market, it is incumbent upon parents and educators to rethink how we’re doing school if we’re going to prepare our kids for a happy successful future.

“We proceeded on”

This was the most recurrent phrase in the journals of  the Lewis and Clark expedition.  One foot in front of the other…we proceed on.

From one of my favorite poems,  The Eternal Goodness by John Greenleaf Whittier:

I know not what the future hath

Of marvel or surprise

Assured alone that life and death

His mercy underlies

And if my heart and flesh are weak

To bear an untried pain,

The bruised reed He will not break,

But strengthen and sustain.

Thanks again to everyone for the outpouring of love and prayers to my family and me.  We appreciate it more than we can express.

Goodbye, Danny Pops

Today we said goodbye to my brother, Dan.  He was rushed to the hospital a few days ago with heart attack symptoms and the was later life flighted to a regional hospital where they tried heroically to save his life.    But it was not to be.  He was 47.

So what does a writer do when they’re overwhelmed with grief?  They write.

I’ll be writing a memorial to my brother later….after the initial grief has passed and the phone has quieted down a bit.

Thank you, FB friends and family, and Home School Fellowship for holding my hand, as it were, during these past couple of days.  Your love and support have been of inestimable worth.

Love to all…..

Need a great children’s gift?

Then you must simply rush over to here and buy one of Joanne Miller’s hot-off-the-press children’s book, “I Wanna be Me!”  The book is absolutely delightful and contains all the same elements as that classic, “Good Night Moon.”  Lyrical prose, delightful illustrations…oh, and one thing that Good Night Moon DOESN’T have—a warm, comforting message to children that assures them IT’S OKAY TO BE YOU!

In this book, the first of a series of personality based children’s book, was inspired by Joanne’s granddaughter, Autumn.  It explains that not all girls are not girly; some would rather run barefoot with holes in their jeans.  (Boy, could I relate!)

Don’t look for this on Amazon yet, you can only buy it directly from the Millers.  And hurry….this is a short run; I’m sure once this hits Dan’s podcast and his gazillion listeners,  they will sell out quickly.

A very disturbing report

L'eggo that Eggo, lady!!

My first awareness came when I rounded the corner in the freezer department of Publix.  There was an annoying fellow talking loudly on his cell phone so I didn’t catch it at first.  My bad angel, Marcella, wanted to accidentally on purpose run my buggy up his heels.  Thankfully, I seized control of the moment.  And then what I saw took my breath away.

The freezer case was empty!  My mind flashed back to photos of Soviet era grocery stores.  Oh my! What’s going on?  Was the tomato sauce shelf full?  What about the Salt and Vinegar Kettle Crunch Tater Chips?

Get a hold of yourself, Theresa!

There were fluorescent signs plastered over the doors.  It said,

Due to a manufacturing glitch, Eggo Waffles are not available at this time.  We will supply you with them once again as soon as this crisis has passed.  You may ACTUALLY have to remember how to cook waffles now; GET A LIFE, EH?!  Bwaaaa-haa-haa-haa.

Okay, that’s not exactly what it said.  But close enough.

Egads.  First Oprah’s announcing the end of her show and now this.  How much can the human spirit endure?

When I got home my journalist’s instinct kicked in; I just knew I had to get to the bottom of this!  And I found this disturbing report from CBS news.

The report, “Kellogg Warns of Eggo Waffle Shortage,” states that two of their four plants had their production interrupted by events that mandate repairs, “for an undisclosed amount of time.”

Sends a chill down your spine. doesn’t it?  Will their be Apocalyptic/Mad Max sort of fights break out around our nation’s freezer cases with women assaulting one another with their Gucci bags screaming, “L’EGGO MY EGGO?” as the shortages increase?

Will the local police department need to establish a “Eggo Task Force” to keep masses from rioting in the streets?

This is indeed very disturbing.  But thankfully, the report did state that according to a source from Kellogg’s that,  “We are working around the clock to restore Eggo store inventories to normal levels as quickly as possible.”

I don’t know about you but this mom’s going to sleep better tonight.

And in the meanwhile, if the Eggo shortage has your kiddies in an uproar, fear not.  One resourceful person has made their stock of Eggo’s available to the highest bidder.

Let us all pray this horrible situation ends before Oprah does.

Lord, Save Us From Your Followers

Someone posted this link on Facebook and after watching the trailer decided this is on my “must see” list.

Just this morning I was thinking about some things that have happened over the past few months were I was deeply saddened to see what happens when religious convictions overtake Jesus’ simple mandate to love one another.   ( Not that I need not look any farther than my own life to see plenty of examples of this.)

Check this out:

www.lordsaveusthemovie.com

Home Sweet Home

Just a quick note before my computer battery dies out.  (I’m too lazy to get up and plug it in.)  We made it in last night after over 10 hours of driving.  It was looooooong.

Jay had the house sparkling, the fridge full and flower bouquets throughout the rooms.   And did I mention dinner in the crockpot?

Today we’re just lazing around resting.  It’s good to be home!

Some solid theology

At least I think so.   We were listening to our favorite country radio station the other day when this song caught our attention.    It about says it all, me thinks.

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