It's been so long since I mentioned tutoring that I should catch up.
The latest is that I found a nearby Easter egg hunt for the original girl. She has mentioned wanting to do this for years, so I hope it works out. That's the 26th, the day before Easter. I'll get her and her siblings in the morning and still have time to tutor everyone in the afternoon as usual.
Today, I tutored the 3 kids from the restaurant family at their house and then the new girl at her house.
The oldest original boy, always my biggest challenge, had an attitude. I stopped to give him a lecture, and when we finished with the grammar and got to the reading -- botflies -- he perked up some. But the other day I asked for some poems, and he is showing a wild, quirky imagination with them.
None of them like grammar, but the new girl is really plugging away at it. She is such a hard worker! I wonder if she will get bored as the others have done. I hope not! The other day, I attended another parent-teacher conference, and they said she's still reading 2nd-grade, but I'm giving her 3rd-grade stuff. Yes, it's beginning 3rd grade, but she can handle it. The teacher said they don't want to challenge the kids too much, so they give them stuff that they can mostly read with just a few hard words. I challenge them more, having them read stuff with many words they don't know, but that they still can understand, since they are reading aloud to me, and if they need an explanation, I provide it. Though too many times of defining a word or explaining a plot is a drag, too, so I do have to make it fairly comprehensible. So I see what the teacher means, but I think I want to challenge the kids a bit more. They learn form that.
Speaking of challenge, the original girl is still reading The Jungle Books. She's at the chapter called "Red Dog," about the attack of the dholes. I think that's one of the more exciting ones, but it's been a long time since I read it, so I'm reading it again as she is.
Recently, her older bother mentioned the Ku Klux .... and how his teacher told the class that he had a cross burned on his front lawn. I asked if he was black, and the boy said no, he was Native American. So the boy and his sister wanted to know more about the ...., and I did a lot of research and compiled something for them. As I did, I began to wonder why they burned crosses. After all, they espoused Christianity, right? So I asked Google that question, and the answer is that they didn't till D. W. Griffith came up with a movie called
Birth of a Nation, which showed the KKK in a good light. In it, he had the .... burn a cross, because they had some link to old Scottish rites, and the Scots used to burn a cross on a hill as a call to arms. So after the movie came out, the .... started burning crosses. One of those trivia things you may need to remember if you play Trivial Pursuit.
The little boy is doing well and is learning more English all the time, though, today, when I asked him if he wanted to go on the Easter egg hunt, he said no till his sister explained in Chinese. What did he think I was asking him to do? He loves mazes, and I give him one each time. He has to draw the lines so they stay in the alleys, not cross over, and he is getting that. Some of the mazes I give him have him follow the ABCs so it's easy, but some, he just has to find his way
through, and that has gotten incrementally harder. We've tried some simple word searches, but he hasn't gotten the hang of that yet. There's a list of words his teacher gave me to have him sight read, and he nearly knows them all. He is enthusiastic and is getting to like me reading stories to him. Today, it was
The Three Little Kittens. We play concentration with alphabet cards, and he is usually good at finding the matching cards, though today, for the first time, I won. He is a good loser, didn't cry or get grumpy about it. He is generally a sunny soul until he does't get what he wants or he needs a nap. He still needs some work on making the lowercase letters hang below the line. But remember, this is kindergarten, and back in my day, we didn't need to know more than how to write our name. Though I do remember my kindergarten teacher having us line up at the door for recess and having us count by 5s.
The oldest boy, the new girl's brother, only gets a lesson on Saturdays. He is doing well. He writes well, seems to understand what he reads, but he is behind in grammar and reading aloud, so I correct his pronunciation, and we get vocab words from that.