This morning -
my daughter finished her homework, including writing a poem which she said she could not do (I got her to tell me what it was supposed to contain, and while she watched, I took each piece, wrote a line manifesting one of those pieces, stitched them together, including a sappy last line; she was amazed)
my wife did a bunch of laundry and cleaning
I finished off our Christmas cards (well, all but sealing them); helped the daughteroid; emptied and refilled the dishwasher; and did small stuff.
Busy morning.
2 comments:
Writing poetry, like drawing, like listening to opera, can be so intimidating to students. Breaking it down into pieces and helping put those pieces back together is a good way of looking at it.
Well, I think of it as an engineer's way of doing the task. Her instructor seems to feel that the ability to do this, to write and to parse it, is a natural part of life, but my daughter and I disagree.
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