Project BraveHeart and Steel Magnolias

Braveheart probably reminds you these lines, if you have watched the movie…

“Aye, fight and you may die. Run, and you’ll live… at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin’ to trade ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they’ll never take… OUR FREEDOM!”

or maybe even this especially if you are mom born in the late 70s or 80s…

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How about ‘Steel Magnolias’ then? The term actually refers to a Southern woman who is strong and independent, yet very feminine. A Hollywood movie was also created using the same description. With this new series of bloghops that I will be hosting, ‘Project BraveHeart and Steel Magnolias’, it is really not about movies or care bears. I will be ‘adopting’ these terms for a series on how Christian moms nurture our children in the areas of Character Development.

 

Do look out for these posts are lined up in these blogs : 5 Feb 2013 – Blogging here at catch-fortywinks.com 12 Feb 2013 – Sarah of http://www.theplayfulparents.com/ 19 Feb 2013 – Elisa of http://www.loveourchildrennow.sg/ 26 Feb 2013 – Sharon of http://www.oaktreebaby.com/ 5th Mar 2013 – Jean of http://jeanstitch.wordpress.com/

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Photo *Heart* Fridays – Savoring the Season

He is growing up fast. Lately it is more and more obvious that the baby in him is replaced by sharp retorts and ‘I can do it by myself, mommy!” Despite all these, he is still that tender-hearted little boy.

He still plants random kisses on my cheek, sticks really close to me while we are watching his TV programmes together and his hand always searches for my arm to hold, under the blanket in the mornings.

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He will be turning 6 in 2 months.

Instead of getting all nervous about him starting primary school next year, and worry about him not being academically prepared for the new year. I have decided that I will take a step back, and he will only attend school 4 times a week in his K2 year.

And we are going to spend more quality time together.

Childhood is fleeting and I think this is an understatement. I often feel all melancholic about these fleeting moments and wonder what he will remember from our days together. Will he remember the hugs, the silly jokes, fun and laughter? Or will he remember the not so pleasant moments, like my impatience, or times when we bicker?

I am sure that there will be plenty of things that I have said before that he will dismiss or forget as he grows older. But I will hope that he will internalize what I have taught him, things that are the most important to me. The ones that I hope he will be able to carry with him to guide him throughout his life.

About how strong and smart he is, how sensitive and considerate he can be to his loved ones and his friends. About how much he needs to depend on God, and have the faith that He is a good God that always protects and provides for him.

We will be spending more time together this year to learn about that one thing that is the most important to me; learning about our hearts and character, and most importantly how we can develop our relationship with our Creator.

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Science Object Lessons with K – ‘Let your light shine.’

So what are the moments that you are savoring this season?

 



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Photo *Heart* Fridays – Body Art

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Henna Art on K and his friend J

It was the first time K got to try henna art on his arm with his friends J and T. He was thrilled by the novelty of it and spent the following week showing people this body art.

Henna Art, Temporary Tattoo for sure. But no way mum is going to allow him to have a permanent tattoo on his body, at least not till he turns 18 anyhow.



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When to tell the teacher and when not to

Starting a new school usually means changes in routines, new friends and teachers. Frankly I dread having to start the whole process again, since we have just changed K from a Kindy to a Childchild in Jul 2012. We are moving (again!) to a new/temporary home, and the poor boy needs to make the adjustments as a result of our nomadic lives.

When K first started out school in his childcare last year, he complained about being bullied in school. My first reaction to that was, “Whose son is so ill behaved? How can he be bullying my son. I have to speak to his teacher!” Until I found out that the bully in school is a girl named M. I probe further and I realized that she has been only pinching him, and when he complains to the teacher, she continues pinching him.

So my response to him was; I am not going to address this with the teacher. He has to learn to stand up for himself, and tell the girl in a loud and firm voice to stop. And if all else fails and a fight breaks out, all the better. Maybe the sting of the bite/scratch/slap might be a painful for that moment, but it will be a good lesson for both kids.

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So I am not the best at managing conflict resolution.

But I have learnt that in certain incidences when it comes to solving problems, a child needs to learn how to manage it himself. I am not going to be everywhere with him 24/7. School is probably one of the best place for a child to experience real life situations to learn how to manage social interactions. A child needs to understand that there will always be some who will not like you very much, and others whom you will find hard to get along with.

It is going to be the same, when he goes to primary/secondary school and eventually when he starts work as an adult. When can we ever choose to work with the people whom we like and we want to work with? Only few are blessed with that.

So for this instance, I kept my mouth shut and did not mention any of this to the teacher. Well, she will just have some explaining to do when he comes home with a black eye, scratch or bite.

I did, however told the teacher when he was back to school with his new glasses to help him ease into the changes and to requested that she shares with his classmates why he had to wear glasses. I figured that this would prevent endless questions from his little friends about why is he wearing glasses and to prevent hurtful statements from some not so polite ones, “I think you look stupid/ugly in spectacles.” We get children like that in schools every once in a while, and you wonder how much time their parent spend time talking to them about not saying such hurtful things. Of course we did rehearse some of the answers to prepare him if he encounter questions like that from other kids.

So how do you determine when you should tell your child’s teacher and when to bite your tongue? This is a valid consideration for most moms especially when you are starting your child in a new school.

I think the more serious the issue, the more the teacher need to be briefed about it. So if it concerns the child safety, learning problems or difficulty or emotional issues, by all means talk to the teacher about it. But if your child is left handled, have certain seating/food preferences, do consider letting your child speak for himself and maybe it could be time for the parent to take a back seat.

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Your child might even respond quite differently in the school environment. For instance, K detests porridge to the core and I can never get him to ever swallow a spoon of it at home. But he has no issue finishing the whole bowl of chicken porridge at lunch in school, as he knows that chicken porridge will be the only selection for the day. He has learnt that he needs to finish the food in school, or go hungry.

Good advice that I have once heard, “It is not a problem, unless you make it into a problem.” Some of us do over-analyze issues, and the micro-manager and control freak mom in us will want everything to fall perfectly in place. But at what expense? Potentially at the expense of not having your child learn how to speak up for himself.

When will you tell the teacher and when will you keep you mouth shut? Do share your experience!

 

 

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Photo *Heart* Fridays – Anticipation

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After attending a friend’s birthday party this weekend, he told me that he has invited his school friends to his birthday party.

Uh Oh..what birthday party?

Just when I was planning to keep his birthday this year quiet within our extended family, so looks like plans have to change -_-

 



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Have you done your Best?

LSconct 1The King Ant at his K1 Speech and Drama performance in Nov 2012

1 month before the performance, I asked him if he could remember his lines. He recited them for me without referring to the handouts and was so confident that he could remember.

A week before the performance, I asked him again. And he told me that it was easy and he would have no problems.

He was ready, or so I thought.

Watch the video (excuse the shakiness :P ) and see how his performance turned out. K is the tallest one in the group of yellow ‘ants’, who was wearing a gold ‘bib’.

Looked like he was being particular about where the mic was placed and did not want to say his lines until the mic was leveled to his face, isn’t it?

His performance was far from perfect and it did generate some laughs from the audience along the way. Hb and I were disappointed when we finally received the DVD recently, and realized that the videographer edited the capture and it became a boring, almost perfect sketch in the video. Regardless of the result of the performance, it was a memorable experience for hb and I. While K on the other hand, thought that that his performance must have been quite a disappointment for us to watch.

He was really moody after the performance (photo taken above), right after the concert ended. He didn’t tell us why until we got home that night. Just before bedtime that same evening, he admitted that he actually forgot his lines, and he told me that he would not want to watch the video as his performance was horrible.

Our conversation that evening;

Mom :   “Do you think you tried your best that night?”

K      :     “I don’t think I tried my best. I did not practice my lines properly.”

Mom :   “You know that you didn’t put in your best effort, and why it didn’t turn out well. We are not disappointed in your performance on stage. It’s normal to make mistakes. We just want to make sure that you understand that you need to take the initiative to practice your lines. It is only when you know you tried your best, and if you still made some mistakes at your performance, you can be satisfied that you have gave your best. That’s all that matters. .”

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Hb and I have already discovered a while back that K has issues with his self-motivation and initiative. We are using opportunities like these for him to experience failure and disappointment, so as to learn the importance of having initiative and be driven by his self-motivation.

Charlotte Mason has put it so aptly in her quote that there is a downside when children are nurtured to be overly dependent on external motivation and rewards.

‘Children must Stand or Fall by their own Efforts.––In another way, more within our present control, we do not let children alone enough in their work. We prod them continually and do not let them stand or fall by their own efforts. One of the features, and one of the disastrous features, of modern society, is that, in our laziness, we depend upon prodders and encourage a vast system of prodding. We are prodded to our social duties, to our charitable duties, and to our religious duties. If we pay a subscription to a charity, we expect the secretary to prod us when it becomes due. If we attend a meeting, do we often do so of our own spontaneous will, or because somebody asks us to go and reminds us half a dozen times of the day and the hour? Perhaps it is a result of the hurry of the age that there is a curious division of labour, and society falls into those who prod and those who are prodded. Not that anybody prods in all directions, nor that anybody else offers himself entirely as a pincushion. It is more true, perhaps, to say that we all prod, and that we are all prodded. Now, an occasional prick is stimulating and wholesome, but the vis inertiae of human nature is such that we would rather lean up against a wall of spikes than not lean at all. What we must guard against in the training of children is the danger of their getting into the habit of being prodded to every duty and every effort. Our whole system of school policy is largely a system of prods. Marks, prizes, exhibitions, are all prods; and a system of prodding is apt to obscure the meaning of must and ought for the boy or girl who gets into the habit of mental and moral lolling up against his prods.’ – Charlotte Mason Chapter 4, Volume 3

 

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Photo *Heart* Fridays – Quality Time

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They spent 2 hours just putting the Lego pieces together – dad took care of building the house, while boy did up the vehicles.

In that same week, K and I went to the zoo. Despite showers in the late afternoon, we had so much fun exploring the zoo in the rain together, all decked out in our rain ponchos.

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Have you spent quality time with your child this week? Just play together.

 



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