Rose has struggled so long to read. We have gone through 4 reading programs since we started when she was around 8 or 9. Hopeless doesn’t even begin to describe the feeling I’ve had about her reading. She wants it so bad and is such a sharp kid.
Anyway, in a last ditch effort to make this thing happen we have been taking her to a not-so-cheap educational therapist. This is NOT tutoring–we’ve tried that–this is therapy to help the brain heal and start communicating with itself properly. Last week she had her last session before the break and after only one semester, her instructor told me she has made the fastest progress of anyone she’s ever taught. You can’t imagine how good it was to hear those words!
This week we started our summer routine and included in that routine is the requirement that everyone read every day. In the past, for Rose this has meant reading aloud in a very painstaking way to one of us. Accompanied by sighs, tears and anger, it is not a time we look forward to. THIS summer Rose nonchalantly asked me if she could read on her own. Of course I said yes and she settled into the couch with…drumroll please… A CHAPTER BOOK! Sure, it’s a fairly easy one–Diary of a Wimpy Kid–not winning any great literature awards–but she read the whole thing this week. Two hundred seven pages and several hours of nary a complaint. She enjoyed it!
Tonight I am praising God for Mrs. Kimberly Hanson and her magical techniques that have given my girl the chance I was worried she’d never have.
That brings me to another point. I know there are some homeschooling moms that are feeling hopeless because you have a child that is bright that can’t seem to learn to read. Or, it may be another issue your family is struggling with. Often, I think as homeschoolers we feel we have to go it alone. The world isn’t always very nice and makes assumptions that can be hurtful and downright wrong when kids who are homeschooled come up short. (This is ironic, considering the track record in public schools isn’t exactly stellar. But I digress.) However, asking for help when you need it is not shameful. I have a teaching degree. Let me tell you, it was really hard for me to ask for help because I SHOULD be able to handle my daughter’s problems, right?
Obviously, I DID need help. We got the help we needed and now, finally, she is really and truly reading. Don’t let pride, or shame or your in-laws “I told you so!” keep you from seeking assistance. You know what is best for your child. Fight for her in every way–from every angle. You’ll be glad you did.