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| Me and my beautiful, perfect little girl (who will also be my student very, very soon!) |
After months of exploring school possibilities for Sophie (she is incoming Grade One), my husband and I have chosen the exciting, awesome, petrifying option of homeschooling her.
You see, Sophie is one the most fantastically creative people I have ever met. Yes, part of this is biased because I am her mother, but it does not take away from its truth. She comes up with songs and raps in an instant, stages her own fairytale stick puppet shows in our living room, choreographs and directs (she's a tyrant when directing me and her Tita Ninang in her very own dance extravaganzas/ house shows). She will think up creative movement pieces in the mall and insist that I be her dance partner (whether these entail me lifting her in the midst of a crowd or bumping sides with her while lined up at an ATM machine doesn't matter). She will break the routine of her Kumon drills by coming up with story lines about the pictures in her worksheets.
She is a creative force of nature. She is talented, bubbly, and full of life. She also was diagnosed with a speech delay at the age of three, and is a late reader.
