1. And the book on my mind this week is...
I know, I know. It took me this long to get to it. And believe it or not, that's a good thing. I think I'm finally ready for it. I might have been ready for it fifteen years ago, too, but some things (like emotional stability) move in cycles, and I'm in a state right now that allows for deep, insane, brilliant books like FEED. I am almost done.
If you haven't read it yet, please check it out. M.T. Anderson is undeniably a genius. Delve into his worlds. (I've read his Octavian books and they changed everything for me, even the way I look at empty houses. And they are nothing like FEED. I love how he can be so varied.)
2. My goals for the week are to get ready for a trip to Denver, finish framing my new novel, and go for a run.
3. Earlier this spring I was in the hospital for a mysterious abdominal pain, and it pretty much put a stop to all of my exercise plans. The pain hasn't gone away (or been diagnosed), but I need to get back into shape regardless. Therefore, I will call upon the Master of Pain Banishers, a.k.a. Motrin, and use up some of my willpower and resolve.
4. My daughter's last day of Kindergarten is Thursday. She has learned so much. I don't know if I completely agree with the way the schools are pushing kids to learn, but I am pleased that she can now read and do simple math problems. I just wish it was more child-led learning instead of federal-mandated accomplishments.
This morning, when it was still dark and not time to get up yet, I was laying with my son and he surprised me by saying, "Mommy and Daddy, Wibeff and Henry, that's two and two, which makes four!" I was half asleep, but awake enough to marvel at how he came to that all by himself. Then he added, "Two twos make four." It's amazing what kids will come up with when they realize things on their own, when they are ready. If I'd tried teaching him this, it would have gone in one ear and out the other. This is what I mean when I say I am concerned about my daughter not being in a child-led learning environment. She may burn out, she may dislike school. Or she may roll with the punches and do just fine.
I know, I know. It took me this long to get to it. And believe it or not, that's a good thing. I think I'm finally ready for it. I might have been ready for it fifteen years ago, too, but some things (like emotional stability) move in cycles, and I'm in a state right now that allows for deep, insane, brilliant books like FEED. I am almost done.
If you haven't read it yet, please check it out. M.T. Anderson is undeniably a genius. Delve into his worlds. (I've read his Octavian books and they changed everything for me, even the way I look at empty houses. And they are nothing like FEED. I love how he can be so varied.)
2. My goals for the week are to get ready for a trip to Denver, finish framing my new novel, and go for a run.
3. Earlier this spring I was in the hospital for a mysterious abdominal pain, and it pretty much put a stop to all of my exercise plans. The pain hasn't gone away (or been diagnosed), but I need to get back into shape regardless. Therefore, I will call upon the Master of Pain Banishers, a.k.a. Motrin, and use up some of my willpower and resolve.
4. My daughter's last day of Kindergarten is Thursday. She has learned so much. I don't know if I completely agree with the way the schools are pushing kids to learn, but I am pleased that she can now read and do simple math problems. I just wish it was more child-led learning instead of federal-mandated accomplishments.
This morning, when it was still dark and not time to get up yet, I was laying with my son and he surprised me by saying, "Mommy and Daddy, Wibeff and Henry, that's two and two, which makes four!" I was half asleep, but awake enough to marvel at how he came to that all by himself. Then he added, "Two twos make four." It's amazing what kids will come up with when they realize things on their own, when they are ready. If I'd tried teaching him this, it would have gone in one ear and out the other. This is what I mean when I say I am concerned about my daughter not being in a child-led learning environment. She may burn out, she may dislike school. Or she may roll with the punches and do just fine.