Post separation I moved further away from everything that I really needed to be near.
It seemed like a great idea at the time but a year later, the novelty has not only worn off but I also fear that the punchline isn’t coming.
However it does afford the cubs and I some time together whilst travelling. Sometimes that space gets filled by ‘Angry Birds’ on my phone for the eldest, or more cognitive games such as I-Spy, What Colour Is? and Spell This. The youngest busies himself by dipping in to the games as he wishes, if he’s not too busy fighting a losing battle with the Sun in his eyes or the wind in his face.
I find that these games are great opportunities for learning and I tend to push her spelling more and more.
I can’t believe that people struggle to spell school!
She calls out as we drive back from a shopping trip (where I’ve just remembered that I’ve forgotten to get loo roll).
Ok brainy; spell ‘Hospital’
“H-o-s-p-i-t-i-l”
Close; one wrong letter; try again. Say it slowly out loud, but this time feel the letters in your mouth before you say them.
I’ve figured out that her dominant learning style is kinesthetic, so the more tactile her learning can be, the more effective it is.
The youngest, now minus a shoe, chips in ‘a’ before going back to removing his sock from the shoeless foot.
Nice one lad. I’m sure it was a coincidence but it was impressive nonetheless.
We now finish the last mile of the journey home singing ‘S-C-I-E-N-C-E’ at the tops of our voices (window’s open) to the tune of nothing in particular.
Make it fun; they will learn, especially if they don’t realise they’re learning.
I knew that teaching qualification and 4 years as a training instructor would pay dividends one day.
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