 Last night I turned on the TV and there appeared a familiar face.
Last night I turned on the TV and there appeared a familiar face.
A couple of decades ago I worked with two families who had daughters. Jen and Stephanie had some pieces to work on, but both had high hopes and ambitions. Stephanie from the get-go had only one target—acting. Her friend, Jen, was interested in a variety of things both academic and musical, performing and excelling in voice and violin. The girls created a competition in the one thing that they could go at head-to-head, which was processing. The friendly competition resulted in fantastic auditory processing ability, and both girls were able to develop digit spans into the upper teens and, at times, a notch above.
Long story short, Jen went to college at 14, and two masters’ degrees later has a fantastic job in the tech world, is a concert violinist and a singer in a professional opera company, living her dreams. And Stephanie? Well, there she was on my TV.
Dream it and do it.

 Between hearing horror stories about what is happening in education from our families, as well as reports and studies and seeing the results first hand day in and day out from our families, there are some glimmers of hope that we might survive in spite of our governments and institutions.
Between hearing horror stories about what is happening in education from our families, as well as reports and studies and seeing the results first hand day in and day out from our families, there are some glimmers of hope that we might survive in spite of our governments and institutions.