I’ve been in a teaching funk.
We did shapes, colors, animals, animal sounds, letters, and counting (to 15), but after that, I didn’t know where to go next.
She wasn’t interested in learning how to write, so I was stumped. I really haven’t taught her anything new of importance since before Christmas, and I so I was starting to feel like a homeschool Mom failure before I even began.
And every time I read one of Mozi Esme’s letter craft projects, I felt even more behind.
So I mentioned to Chris the other night that I needed inspiration on what to teach Ali next.
He suggested that I teach her how to type.
Aha! Why haven’t I thought of that?! I am constantly trying to keep her overly excited little paws off of my computer (as shown in my B-Sides Wordless Wednesday post), so she would LOVE that!
Of course I felt a sneaking bit of guilt in teaching her how to type before she could write, but I justified it away with “The world is a changing place!! Kids need to know how to type these days!”
So the next morning, I put her in my lap and asked if she would like to type some words.
Her eyes lit up with excitement as if I had just told her she was getting a pet baby elephant.
So I opened Word, set the font size to 22 and caps locked it, and asked her what she wanted to write.
Of course she wanted to write Ali, then Pop, then Daddy.
I had her attention span for much longer than I expected. I would tell her that she needed to type an “L” next, and she would get out her little pointy finger and scan the keyboard back and forth while saying to herself, “where’s the L. . .where’s the L. . .where’s the L. . .where’s the L. . . THERE’S THE L!!!”.
Then she lost interest and just wanted to type random letters.
So after that practice round, I later asked her if she would like to email Daddy.
Again, I got the baby elephant reaction.
I used this opportunity to teach her about the benefits of the space bar. She again, did much better than I expected.
So here was her first email to Daddy:
I LOVE JYOOU
I think “AllKi” might be slang from her nickname, Ali Qaeda, that our small group bestowed on her during her terror-of-an-infant stage.
After that, she miraculously was interested in learning how to write as well. So we’ve been “playing” at writing letters, and she’s been mildly successful with writing V’s and A’s.
So, the moral of this post is, technology is not the evil monster coming to turn our kid’s minds into mush and make them never learn the basics.
It might just excite them enough to make them want to learn after all.
Even if their name is Ali Qaeda.