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  • Here We Go Again With All The Twin Questions

    I took the twins to WalMart today for our weekly grocery shopping. An older woman approached me in the cereal aisle, and I instantly sighed in annoyance because I knew the “typical twin questions” were about to start pouring out of her mouth. When I go out in public, I always plan for an additional 20 minutes just for answering questions about twins, and frankly it’s become tedious.

    She neared my cart and stopped. “Here we go again” I thought. She asked all the typical things, told me how sweet they were, and continued to babble on with the boys.

    I was antsy, and just ready to go. I turned to look down the aisle hoping she would take the hint that I was ready to leave, and as I did she put her hand on top of mine that was resting on the cart. “I know you probably hate this and I’m sorry to take up so much of your time. You see, I lost my only grandchild last year, and about the only time I see kids his age is when I do my grocery shopping” she said.

    Suddenly, time didn’t matter. “Well we are about to go look at the fish, you wanna follow us over there and watch them play for a bit?” Her eyes lit up; “I would love that.” We went over and I got the boys out. She spent about 15 minutes watching them bounce around and scream out “FISHY FISHY FISHY” when finally she looked over to me and said “you don’t know what I would give to be able to hear my grandson laugh one last time.” I couldn’t find any words, so I stood in silence grieving for her.

    “May I hug your boys?” I nodded. “Thank you so much for giving me your time, I know your hands are full” she said. “No really, it was my pleasure.” She bent down to hug Darrio, my not as friendly twin, and he reached his arms out and said “LUH YOU!!” She hugged Dheigo and then hugged me, and said “I love all 3 of you too” and headed toward the check out.

    Do you know what my point is? My point is how quickly my attitude changed once I connected with her as another human being with feelings.

    That woman taking too long in the drop off line in the morning? What if her child has to go to his dads for the weekend and she wont get another hug for 3 long days.

    The man driving slow when your in a rush to work? What if hes going slow because he knows he is going to be laid off and is worried about his future.

    That annoying little kid down the road who always bangs on your door? What if he doesnt get attention at home and just wants a friend.

    It made me wonder; how much nicer would we all be if we knew one anothers struggles?

    Raise damn good humans.

    Credit https://www.facebook.com/landrababy

     

  • SATs What A Waste Of Time-An Open Letter

    Dear Damian Hinds,

    Hi there. How’re you doing? Well, I hope.

    I wanted to write to you, because I have something on my mind. You see, my son Jamie, he’s eleven, and he’s in Year 6 at school.

    As you will no doubt have already surmised, what with being Education Secretary, Jamie is about to take his SATS. Now, he goes to an amazing school, with some incredible teachers. As are almost all teachers, and if you would like to read my thoughts on what the Department for Education are getting quite so badly wrong when it comes to upwards of 40% of teachers deciding they have no choice but to leave front line teaching altogether, perhaps I could encourage you to scroll back down my timeline and read the post I wrote on Thursday on precisely that topic. In particular, please read the hundreds of comments that post attracted, from teachers who are, quite simply, at breaking point.

    I digress. Jamie is about to take his SATS, and the school have taken an entirely sensible approach to preparing for such an utterly pointless set of Government devised hoop-jumping, encouraging the children to relax and enjoy their Easter break, not spend it studying.

    That notwithstanding, Jamie did come home with a couple of sample test papers to have a go at. And, out of curiosity, I picked one of these up to take a look.

    If I pause for a moment, Mr Hinds, to give you a brief overview of my own academic prowess. By any standards, I would have been described as “bright” when I was at school. I have two As and eight A*s at GCSE, AAB at A Level, a 2:1 BA (Hons) and a Distinction in my postgraduate qualification. Specifically – and relevant to the below – I achieved an A in English Language/Literature combined at A Level. Oh, and I’m also a published author.

    Let me share with you, a sample of the questions I read in Jamie’s paper:

    ***

    QUESTION 1:

    Circle the relative pronoun in the sentence below.

    “It’s too rainy for the picnic today, which is a shame.”

    QUESTION 2:

    Circle all the determiners in the sentence below.

    “The man’s hair was very long, so my uncle cut it using a pair of the clippers he owns.”

    QUESTION 3:

    Underline the subordinate clause in this sentence.

    “I don’t need a school dinner today because I have brought sandwiches.”

    QUESTION 4:

    Circle the modal verb in this sentence:

    “If I can leave early, I would like to meet Anna at the park, as she said she might be there.”

    QUESTION 5:

    Tick one box to show whether the word ‘before’ is used as a preposition or a subordinating conjunction:

    “We left the cinema before the film had ended.”

    “Simon finished before Paul in the race.”

    “Train tickets are often cheaper before 9am.”

    ***

    I could go on. There are many, many more, all in the same vein.

    Now I ask you, Mr Hinds. Can you honestly say that, without the aid of Google, you would be able to answer all of those correctly? That you could identify a relative pronoun, a determiner, a subordinate clause, a modal verb, a preposition, and a subordinating conjunction?

    Because I sure as hell couldn’t.

    My boy is eleven. ELEVEN. He is naturally bright, capable and switched on. I am actually one of the lucky parents, in that his primary response to his SATS has been to simply switch off from education. To ask me, quite openly: “What’s the point, Mum? Why do we have to bother learning this? When is any of it going to be useful?” And I was honest with him. Because it isn’t going to be useful, not unless he chooses to become a professor of linguistics. Being able to write fluently and create compelling communications is absolutely useful; I would go so far as to say it’s a vital skill. But do you need to be able to identify a modal verb and the lesser spotted fronted adverbial as you do so? No. You absolutely do not.

    You might ask why I’ve referred to myself as lucky in the paragraph above. How can my son choosing to switch off from education because of the pointless information the Department for Education has decided he must learn be lucky?

    But that’s because I’ve seen how much worse it can be. I had my daughter – just eight – in floods of tears the other night because she couldn’t tell the difference between a complex and a compound sentence. I reassured her, neither could I. I have heard stories of kids sick with anxiety, becoming withdrawn, their mental health permanently affected because of the almost impossible expectations the DfE have set out for them.

    And don’t get me started on what it does for the teachers, trying to keep their own mental health together while simultaneously seeking to help their classes meet those impossible expectations and working every hour there is just to keep their heads above water.

    Something has to change. Something has to change, now. And I beg you, please: be that change we need to see. It doesn’t have to be like this. There can be a different way.

    Children need to learn, and they need to work hard. Nobody ever said that life was easy. But you have got the balance so very, very wrong. We have a duty to redress that balance, and I am asking you, please, as Education Secretary, to make that happen. Not to pay lip service. Not to trot out meaningless platitudes. Not to ignore the voices of so many, as I have observed frequently happening on your social media channels. But to commit to delivering wholesale change, to get our education system back to being one where students and teachers alike can thrive.

    And to consign the concept of primary-aged children being able to identify a fronted adverbial in a sentence to the bin, which is frankly where it belongs.

    Yours,

    Kathryn Wallace, blogger at I Know, I Need To Stop Talking

    Credit:

    www.instagram.com/iknowineedtostoptalkingblog

    www.twitter.com/IKINTST

  • Adoption Isn’t Easy But My God It’s Worth It

    It’s National Adoption Week this week  I’d write about something that might worry those thinking about adopting or who’ve recently adopted. I know I worried about this through our adoption process and didn’t really want to mention it at the time. Would I love the children that was to become mine? Would they love me? Would they even like me? Ok so that’s three things but it’s all wrapped up into one thing – LOVE.

    My husband and I had always wanted children and after we wed we tried for over 10 years to conceive you see we were trying for children in the 1970’s and help to conceive was not as good as today, I had PCO and was unable to hold onto a pregnancy for more than a month.

    My husband and I decided we would adopt.

    But I still wondered, worried if I’d have a connection with my adopted child/ren.

    September 1987 I received a phone call after waiting 3 years and going through all the palaver the social workers expected, to say that they had two children they felt were suitable for us.

    Two weeks later we met these children a 3-year-old girl called Gemma and a 4-year-old boy called Shaun.

    The little girl smiled when we walked in and showed me her doll, the boy went up to my husband and said “your now my daddy” and hugged him tight.

    It was love at first sight, how could these children that I didn’t carry within my womb feel like my own?

    My children have grown now and I have 3 wonderful grandchildren, It wasn’t always easy being an adoptive mum, questions were asked and going from a family of 2 to a family of 4 was hard work.

    I remember wanting to be pregnant so much but looking back now I am so glad I couldn’t as I wouldn’t have the family that I do now.

    Adoption is not easy but my god is it worth it!!!

  • Questions I Would Like To Ask The McCanns

    Questions I would like to ask the McCanns about the evening of Thursday 3rd May 2007.

    1. You said you thought leaving your children alone while you ‘dined’ at the Tapas bar was like ‘eating in your garden on a fine spring evening while your children sleep upstairs’

    Can I ask how many normal people have a 120 meter long garden with a public pool plus a public pathway in the middle of it? Can I also ask of those lucky enough to have such a garden and regularly dine in it while their kids are asleep if they would dine right at the end of the garden or would it not make more sense to dine at the end near the house?

    2. You say never for an instant did you feel it wasn’t safe to leave your children sleeping alone in an unlocked and accessible apartment. The idea of an ‘abductor’ never crossed your minds. So did the thought of choking, vomiting, falling over, escaping, getting very distressed, falling I’ll, screaming, needing the loo, needing a drink, needing a cuddle, having a nightmare, did not one of those things cross your mind either? Not for one second? How long does it take to choke on your own vomit? Less than 15 minutes I would think! Was Madeleine trained in first aid? To give assistance to the twins in case of such an incident?

    3. Was Madeleine aware of where you were? If she woke up and was scared or upset or just needed you, was she aware you’d left the patio door open for her to come and find you? Would she know where to go? Wouldn’t she be scared in the dark ally trying to navigate her way to the tapas bar? Did you warn her to be careful near the pool?

    4. You said afterwards that one of the reasons you didn’t hire a babysitter was because it would mean leaving the children with a stranger, which you felt would be unwise. Can I ask did you think it was unwise because if the children woke up they would be more scared to find a ‘stranger’ in the apartment than they would to find themselves alone and abandoned? Or, as is the subtle sense I got from this statement, were you implying that your children could be at risk of abuse or neglect from such a babysitter? If that is the case then how come you were more than happy to leave the children all day everyday in the care such strangers in the creche? You seemed to have no such qualms about that arrangement? What is the actual difference may I ask?

    5. You state you would not have left the children with a strange babysitter at home either, can I ask when you were at home before this holiday, did you ever leave your children alone sleeping in their beds? With the door unlocked? Either while you were dining 125 metres away or while you popped to the shop or the local pub? If not why not? Is there a higher risk of an abductor in Rothley than in Prai de Luz? Did you believe that the children slept more soundly in Portugal than at home? What is the reason you would not leave your children alone in the same manner as you did in Prai de Luz?

    6. One thing I would really like to know if you could answer 100 per cent honestly is, while happily dining and sipping wine and cocktails in the Tapas bar, was there a moment, or perhaps a few moments where your heart constricted and jumped and a knawing worry played on your mind as a vision of your 3 babies alone in the dark crying, cold, perhaps dirty or thirsty floated around in your head. Was there a second where you wanted to jump up and shout ‘good God what am I doing here??’ Before tearing back to the apartment and flying in through the door to gather the most precious things in the world into your arms, reassuring them that you are here, you will never leave them again, and that you’re sorry, so sorry, while mentally thanking God they’re OK, they’re OK and you can have a second chance.

    7. Finally I’d like to ask if anything you told the police, your family, friends the media, the whole world, about that holiday, and in particular, that night was true?

    And if since that holiday you have ever wished you had done anything differently? Anything at all?.

    By Debbie Parker

  • Mummy Is My Face Scary, Can I Get A New Face?

     

    “Mummy why do people stare? Mummy is my face scary can I get a new face?”

    This is what my 4-year-old Alexi asked me today whilst walking back from nursery and having several people making comments about her, none overly nasty but things like “aww poor little thing”, or “did you see her hand as well”, my beautiful daughter shouldn’t have to feel ugly or have grown adults staring and whispering about her.

    Mummy Is My Face Scary, Can I Get A New Face?
    Mummy Is My Face Scary, Can I Get A New Face?

    Alexi has Nevus (spelt Nevus or Naevus)

    It is a skin growth present at birth, basically a birthmark.

    It is a rare disorder that affects around 1 in  20,000  newborns  in  some  form and  as  few as 1 in 500,000 in its most severe form.

    It is composed of a special  pigment producing cells called melanocytes, which  are  the pigment producing cells normally found in skin.

    They can exist on any part  of  the  body,  and grow  in  proportion  to body  growth.

    Alexi has nevus on one hand a small mark below her eye and one on her cheek and spots on her lower back she feels no pain from it, just her self-esteem and confidence is knocked, I understand children talking about it and asking questions (out of the mouth of babes and all that) but adults should know better.

    On one occasion a middle-aged lady approached us and rudely said “surely you shouldn’t take her out in public like this anyone could catch it”.

    Please if you see a child or adult with nevus don’t stare, smile it may make that person feel better that day, ask questions we love people being curious as long as they are kind.

    Mummy Is My Face Scary, Can I Get A New Face?

    Alexi is beautiful inside and out she is a happy loved child who is finding ways to deal with the stares and whispers and shy we have found that adults notice it and comment far quicker than children.

    one of her little friends even coloured in her hand to be like Alexi, Children don’t see it as ugly, scary or weird most think she looks cool, adults please don’t shy away, please don’t whisper, just look passed the nevus and see my beautiful little girl whom has the most precious smile.

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  • Things To Ask Your Child Other Than How Was Your Day

    50 things to ask your child other than how was your day

    1. What made you smile today?
    2. Can you tell me an example of kindness you saw/showed? 
    3. Was there an example of unkindness? How did you respond?
    4. Does everyone have a friend at playtime?
    5. What was the book about that your teacher read?
    6. What’s the word of the week?
    7. Did anyone do anything silly to make you laugh?
    8. Did anyone cry?
    9. What did you do that was creative?
    10. What is the most popular game at lunchtime ?
    11. What was the best thing that happened today?
    12. Did you help anyone today?
    13. Did you tell anyone “thank you?”
    14. Who did you sit with at lunch?
    15. What made you laugh?
    16. Did you learn something you didn’t understand?
    17. Who inspired you today?
    18. What was the peak and the pit?
    19. What was your least favorite part of the day?
    20. Was anyone in your class today?
    21. Did you ever feel unsafe?
    22. What is something you heard that surprised you?
    23. What is something you saw that made you think?
    24. Who did you play with today?
    25. Tell me something you know today that you didn’t know yesterday.
    26. What is something that challenged you?
    27. Who can run the fastest?
    28. Did you like your lunch?
    29. Rate your day on a scale from 1-10.
    30. Did anyone get in trouble today?
    31. How were you brave today?
    32. What questions did you ask at school today?
    33. Tell us your top two things from the day (before you can be excused from the dinner table!). 
    34. What are you looking forward to tomorrow?
    35. What are you reading?
    36. What was the hardest rule to follow today?
    37. Teach me something I don’t know.
    38. If you could change one thing about your day, what would it be?
    39. (For older kids): Do you feel prepared for your history test?” or, “Is there anything on your mind that you’d like to talk about?” (In my opinion, the key is not only the way a question is phrased, but responding in a supportive way.)
    40. Who did you share your snacks with at lunch?
    41. What made your teacher smile? What made her frown?
    42. What kind of person were you today?
    43. What made you feel happy? 
    44. What made you feel proud?
    45. What made you feel loved?
    46. Did you learn any new words today?
    47. What do you hope to do before school is out for the year?
    48. If you could switch seats with anyone in class, who would it be? And why?
    49. What is your least favorite part of the school building? And why?
    50. If you switched places with your teacher tomorrow, what would you teach the class?