Huzzah! We're going to Disney Land!

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*** WARNING*** This is a very long post in which I brag about my kid. Proceed with caution!

Last year Andrei started 1st grade. It was a difficult transition for him. He had been attending a private Pre-K/Kindergarten Montessori school for about 3 years. They focused their curriculum on character development, life skills, and music. Their literacy program was based on phonics. Andrei learned how to fold laundry, cook, sweep up, wash dishes, and is a MDT superstar. He did not learn how to read.
When Andrei started 1st grade it was a serious shock. He went from being the physically and personality-wise largest kid in a small school of about 35 students where the student/teacher ratio was around 10:1 to a large public school of about 250 students where the student/teacher ratio was around 30:1, and in which he was virtually invisible. He also had to deal with the fact that American Public schools expect you to start 1st grade knowing how to read, and all he had was a rudimentary understanding (at best) of phonics. He had learned exactly 0 sight words in Kindergarten and couldn't even spell his name correctly, let alone read.
It was brutal. If you're wondering exactly how nasty, please refer to all of my posts about him from last fall.
To sum up, after we had met three or four times with his teacher, the principal, the school psychologist, and the teachers aids, we decided we needed to do something pretty drastic to help him figure out how to read and how to stay out of fights at school (which he was getting in because he just could NOT keep up with his class). His school counselor was pretty convinced he is ADHD or "behaviorally disturbed", and I got chewed out for my opinions on his behavior (that it was learned responses combined with abandonment issues and social anxiety, and that he actually needed counseling, peer support groups, and/or cognitive behavioral therapy).
Long story short, we agreed to try him on ritalin (which I am SO happy to say he is no longer on!!!) if they agreed to support us in some behavioral modification training. All parties grudginly agreed.
Thus, the star chart was born. This may be the most epic idea I've ever come up with.
It was a tough sell at first, since his self-esteem was virtually in the toilet after his umpteenth visit to the principal's office. In order to keep things moving we gave him prizes on all of the 5's (junk food, which is otherwise a rarity around here) and 10's (sleep-overs with a friend), with the grand prize of 100 stars being a trip to Disney Land. He gets stars for "right choices," including behavior, chores, and reading/writing activities. He really latched on to the idea somewhere in the 30's and has been zipping along ever since.* His behavior problems in class pretty much cleared up up about a month later.
Well, today he finally finished it with a 50-ish word composition about "family," a masterful treatise analyzing the role of the toaster waffles we had for breakfast and the importance of sharing. Here's an excerpt: "I love my family. They are nice to help me learn how to read and share. We eat good food. Today we ate waffles..." Steven Hawking eat your heart out!
It's been a long year- a growing year full of surprises, setbacks, and giant strides forward. Here are some photos of the momentous occasion (we also had a "graduation ceremony" complete with a vocal rendition of "Pomp and Circumstance")
This is my little man with the final star (the glittery thing on his finger). Please note the look of immense satisfaction on his face. My, oh my. What a handsome boy he is.
Here is the chart itself with the final sticker, highlighting my mad coloring skills.
This was taken directly after the last sticker was placed, during the closing song. :)
Anyway, it's been a great experience for us. Once he caught on to the idea that we were going to be consistent with both punishments and rewards, he really took off and ran with it.
I can honestly say that in the past year, Andrei has gone from being a deeply troubled "problem child" to being a well-functioning, fairly average 7 year-old. I think the star chart really played a big role in the process. Plus, Andrei loved it. So much so that about a minute after putting the last star on he asked me "Can we do it again?!"
We've decided next year's grand prize will be a Wii.
*If you want to know more about the star chart, rules, guidelines, or educational theory upon which it is based, please let me know and I'd be happy to go over the nitty gritty with you in person.

Autumn Gardening

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It's been a few months since I've had any gardening news to blog about. None of my autumn veggies really took hold this year. The eggplant were a royal failure, as were the peppers and the greens. I sadly threw in the towel after my summer veggies were harvested and have been waiting until I can harvest the beets.
When growing beets I ignore all the usual rules. I plant them in the poorest soil that I have, I don't water them regularly, I let my tomatoes over grow and cover them all in shade during the summer. I wait until they are very big to pick them. Because of this, I end up with large, lumpy beets that are about the size of grapefruit. They are delicious! I admit that these babies won't work for salads, etc., but our favorite way to eat beets is boiled and mashed like potatoes or pickled- both of which are easier to do if you have big, giant, slightly dried out beets. Last year I really enjoyed finding new ways to cook and eat them, and it looks like this year won't disappoint.
I love beets because they are so easy to grow. I pop the little seeds (which look really weird and cool) into a sunny, rocky part of my garden, water them regularly through June, thin them out a bit and voila'! They really are my lowest maintenence garden veggie. They really give me something to look forward to after my tomatoes die a terrible, frozen death.
Today was beet harvesting day. It was fun. We also winterized the back yard, which involved cutting back my irises, roses, lilies, and hosta. I can't wait until next year! It looks like most of the rose cuttings I got from my friend Sybil back in September took root, and it will be so much fun to watch them really get growing. The lilac appear to to all have survived the summer, and the one closest to the house even started putting out a few leaves. I really hope they come back in the spring. That would be so neat to have. Even our apple tree appears to have had a successful growing season. I'm hoping that we can get a few apples out of him next year. That would be exciting.
One of the most exciting things I discovered as I was thinning out leaves, weeds, and bulbs was a patch of horehound growing near one of the lilacs! At first I wasn't sure what it was, but after a little research I am 100% sure it's horehound! What a pleasant surprise. First the stinging nettle and now this. Horehound is a medicinal herb that's been used for thousands of years to treat bronchial ailments and sore throats... both of which I always contract during the winter. I did a little reading and came upon a recipe for horehound cough syrup and throat lozenges. I tried the latter, and they came out perfect- they taste exactly like that old fashioned horehound candy that you find around, and I am definitely glad that I'll have an alternative to menthol cough drops, which always make me sick to my stomach.
So here's to my last gardening of the season! Successful harvesting and foraging has put me in the mood for Thanksgiving. Bring on the homemade pumpkin pie!

Reason Number 13 Why My Job Rocks!

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Today we went over midterm grades in my home room class. Out of 21 kids, only 5 were failing a class. Out of those, only 2 of them were failing more than 1. The other 3 are within 2% of passing the only class they are actually failing. The remaining 2 are within 10% for both of their classes. I know this doesn't sound that great, but please remember that my school has over 50% free and reduced price lunch and nearly 50% ESL/Immigrant population. These are students who don't own scissors, glue, tape, colored paper, markers, or calculators. Students who can't afford to buy them or who don't have parents at home in the evenings to give them a ride to the store. These are students who have parents who have dropped out of high school, live in mobile homes, have drug problems, are homeless, are refugees. These are students who will be the first people in their families to earn an actual high-school degree instead of a GED. They will be the first ones in their families to graduate from college. Because of that, I am immensely proud of them.

Good News

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I have had a difficult time with life the past 6 months or so- ever since finding out that I was going to have to be the ESL Dept. Chair which is a job I NEVER EVER in a million years wanted to have. To top it off, I've been really struggling to lose the Clomid weight, which for some reason will not come off, and and I've been feeling unwell a lot- mostly headaches and chronic indigestion. Acupuncture really helped with most of that, except for the losing weight part- argh!!!!- but it was too expensive to justify doing. I've been totally stressed out, and on top of that, dealing with the world's biggest pile of crap divorce in my home. Even though hubby and I are doing as good as ever, having to live with my SIL + her toddler, and being constantly stuck in the middle of her divorce is really difficult. There are a lot of stupid creepy parallels between their divorce and my parents' divorce, so I kind of have to relive the worst time of my life every day. And she doesn't pay rent. And my dog needed butt surgery. Sigh.
About 2 weeks ago, I realized that it had been weeks since I had heard a single piece of good news in my personal life. There had been plenty of good things happening to those around me, but not much pleasant information in my life. Just complaints from parents and fellow teachers, problems with the rental property, complaints from Andrei's teacher, complaints from Andrei's mom, problems with my students and their families, drama with Ana's ex, yadda yadda yadda it may be the most selfish thing I've ever done, but I actually started praying to just get some good news. No specifics. Just something, anything good.
Well, I guess my selfishness worked. We finally started getting some good news. Luis got his bonus at work for the first time this year. The dog doesn't have cancer and the vet only charged us $135 for her entire treatment including medicine, office visits, and the surgery. The best news of all is that yesterday Luis got a call from IHC asking is if we would please sell our rental property to them. This is fantastic. I've wanted to get rid of that albatross for years now- in fact we moved out of there hoping for a quick sale with the idea of putting the profits into our current property and paying the mortgage down. Way, way down. It didn't pan out.
Three years ago group of about 30 property owners in our old neighborhood banned together and tried to send a message of solidarity to the hospital that we weren't going to be bullied into selling our neighborhood piecemeal to them- that we were going to hold out for something better than just the market residential value of our homes. The proximity to BYU and the quiet streets lined with ancient oaks seemed to be worth a little more than the going square footage rate. They offered, we counter offered, they offered again, we counter offered again. We had a 2 year contract signed with our realtor which expired this June. We are the last house on our block that is not owned by the hospital. 2 years ago, they offered us more than twice what we paid for the house.
I think if they agree to pay us 10% more than what they offered us last fall (our final asking price), we're going to take it. If we wait until eminent domain we might get more for the property, but that means finding an attorney and paying those fees, haggling in court, dealing with inspections, etc. and dragging this mania out for years to come. If not, we'll continue renting it out and sucking profit out of our renters one month at a time... so it's not like we're in dire need of selling the place anyway.
The reason why I really want to sell, however, is so that we can roll over our profits into our second property and I can go back to working part time (hopefully teaching), or we can take a home equity loan to pay for Luis's MBA program that he really wants to do, or I can get my M.Ed., or we can invest our profits into starting a family business (something Hector really wants to do and keeps pushing us to try). Any way you look at it, selling our house would be VERY good news.