Plot Twist

I’ve been wondering how to start this post for the last couple of weeks–I stay up late at night composing sentences in my head and I never seem to come up with anything that sounds quite right.

So I’m just going to say it.

I’m pregnant.

Yes, again.

I’m sure y’all are  wondering, and yes, this was definitely a surprise. As soon as I got pregnant with the twins I KNEW I wanted four children. I had never imagined an odd number of kids and for whatever reason I felt like Charlie would always be the odd man out if we stopped after the twins. I was not, however, planning on having the fourth baby five seconds after I had babies two and three!

I walked around in a daze for a couple of days after I found out. I mean, how on Earth was I going to handle three babies? That’s like triplets or something!! (For the record, I know that having children close in age isn’t the same as having multiples–my logical brain did not at all care at this point).

But then the crazies passed and I started thinking of positives–this kid will probably be such good friends with the twins–I bet they’ll be inseparable before I know it. More siblings for Charlie means more helping hands after Hubby and I are gone. Before, it would have been a race to get pregnant before I entered the high-risk category. Now, I’m totally safe.

With all the people out there killing themselves to have babies, I can’t see this as a bad thing–even if the timing is a little different than I anticipated.

It’s still early–just ten weeks–but my doctor feels good about the pregnancy, so I figured I’d share. Also, I suck at keeping secrets. I also feel pretty certain that if things were to go wrong, I’d want to talk about that here too, so why not share the news? So far, things have been fine–no nausea, I’m feeling that first trimester fatigue, but luckily the holidays mean more helping hands. I’m hoping this will be an easy pregnancy.

Doctor puts my due date at June 23rd. If I deliver at 39 weeks, this baby will share a birthday with the twins.

It’s crazy around here, but a good crazy.

 

Preschool Unit on Africa

Well, I spent most of the last year tired, sick, and pregnant. As a result, most of Charlie’s education came directly from school. We did some activities here and there, a lot of studying sight words, but nothing as fully developed as the units I did the year before he started school.

This year I decided it was time to get back into some unit study and after a visit from a friend who’s teaching Kindergarten this year, I decided to start with a unit on Africa. So here it is. It’s longer than previous units I’ve done, but I think that’s appropriate as Charlie is over. I took my sweet time with this one–working when we could, taking days off when necessary, but all in all I had a great time and I think some honest-to-goodness learning took place.

Africa

Objectives: The learner will recognize the shape of the continent of Africa. The learner will be able to name five animals that live on the continent of Africa. The learner will recognize the geography of Africa. The learner will experience some of the customs of Africa.

Activities

Introduction. To introduce Africa, I started with about six different images that I found on the internet. I also typed out the word in a large, red print. We started with the word, then looked at the images–a picture of the pyramids, an acacia tree, a woman in tribal dress, a large picture of the continent, and a picture of the desert. Charlie actually really enjoyed the images and I think this a great introduction to our topic. We continued to review these images throughout our study.

Beaded Necklace. We started by looking at a picture of a woman in traditional African dress who was wearing many beaded necklaces.  We then took colored pasta and strung it on a piece of yarn. I went with some traditional African colors–red and green. If you don’t know how to dye pasta, it’s simple–just put it in a zip top bag with food coloring and rubbing alcohol (or vinegar). Shake it up until everything is colored. I dried mine in the sun on my back porch.

I strung the necklace and Charlie showed zero interest, but when I put it on him, he broke out into a huge smile–pretty cool!

pictures of a child and a macaroni necklace

African Drum. We have formula cans EVERYWHERE at my house these days. I figured I’d put one to good use and turn it into an African Drum. We looked at pictures of an African drum, and we listened to some African drumming music. To make the drum, I did most of the work. I painted the mostly red can completely red. I covered the top with black felt, and secured it with a rubber band and then a green piece of string. Sadly, our drum was pretty lame. It got a lot more fun when we flipped it over and banged on the bottom with a spoon.

boy with a drum made from an old formula can

Textured Africa. A simple activity. I cut out sandpaper into the shape of Africa. I presented it to Charlie and we touch the rough, sandy texture. It was a new texture experience for him, and it took him a while to get used to it. We used both hands since often the right hand can tolerate things that the left one cannot.

Cutout of Africa made with sand paper

African Animals. I ordered a collection of African animals on Amazon, and we spent a lot of time looking at them, talking about their names, comparing and contrasting them, etc. Charlie also chewed on them quite a bit because that’s how he rolls. We talked about them for a few minutes each day, made their sounds, and continued going over their names. After about two days of this, we started quizzing him on the names of the animals. We’d hold up two and ask him to grab the correct one. Charlie is not a fan of tests, but with a little bribery, I got him to participate.

child with plastic animals

Hamsa. A Hamsa is a object of protection used in Northern Africa and the Middle East. It’s basically an open right hand with an eye on it. People wear it as jewelry or hang glass ones in their windows. It’s an old superstition shared by Muslims, Jews, and Christians in the area. I decided we would make one that could be hung in the window. I’m planning on doing a thorough how-to post for Allie on No Time for Flashcards, so I’ll just sum it up quickly here: crayon shavings melted between wax paper, cut out the child’s hand shape, and apply an eye cut out–ours was made of sticky foam, but you could also do construction paper. My husband called ours “the bloody hand,” which made me realize how gory my color choice was. Dang it!

step by step creating a hamsa

African Hat. This tied in with one of the book we read during this unit: The Hatseller and the Monkeys by Baba Wague Diakite . We made a hat like the one described in the book. To make the hat, I cut a circle out of poster board, and then cut a pie shaped piece out of that. I twisted the remaining cardboard into a cone shape and taped it together. Then we painted the hat using traditional African colors. Charlie was NOT thrilled with this activity, but he seemed OK with wearing the hat. I sense a theme here–he’ll wear costumes, but wants no part in making them.

Boy in an african-style hat

Egyptian Dig. Our final activity. I ordered some Egyptian figurines off of Amazon and put them in a bin with a bunch of sand. We encouraged Charlie to remove the figurines and as he removed them, we would tell him the name (the figurines came with a cheat sheet). If Charlie had no sensory issues, I would have buried the figurines to make it a little more fun. He has issues, though, and just touching the sand was grossing him out. Maybe I’ll try something with a shovel one of these days.

boy digging egyptian figurines out of the sand

Books

I found a bunch of great books at the library for this unit. Many of them, I had to read a few pages at a time since Charlie has such a short attention span for books. Still, he’s doing much better with reading since he’s started school (victory!).

The Hatseller and the Monkeys by Baba Wague Diakite.  A fun little story about an African hatseller who has all his hats stolen by monkeys. It was a cute story from West Africa and there were lots of silly sound effects that made reading it out loud enjoyable.

South African Night by Rachel Isadora. A perfect bedtime story–this was a quick read that Charlie let me get through in just one sitting. I don’t have a link for this one because it appears to no longer be in print. Check your libraries and if they don’t have it, Rachel Isadora has a number of great books with African settings.

Why Mosquitoes Buzz In People’s Ears by Leo and Diane Dillon. I really wanted Charlie to like this story because I have fond memories of reading it when I was in school. Unfortunately, he wasn’t really into it. We started, but didn’t finish. Later, I realized that the recommended age was five and up, so maybe he’s just not ready for it. Still, it’s a wonderful book with gorgeous illustrations and it won the Caldecott, so you know it’s good stuff.

Other Resources

In conjunction with this lesson, we also listened to several African songs that I downloaded off of iTunes. Those will stay on his iPad, so he gets a little reinforcement whenever they come on. They have an album of African songs in their library, so it’s pretty easy to pick a few good ones.

I also had him watch a five minute clip from the Lion King of the characters singing Hakuna Matata mostly because I thought it was cute.

Including the Whole Family

Obviously, the four-month old twins are nowhere near ready for any sort of academic activities. I do like to include everyone in the learning, however. Because babies are at the stage where they like to look at black and white images, I printed out pictures of a black Africa shape on a white background,  cut them out, and placed them in the crib for the twins to look at. I also let them “dance” with us when we listened to the African music. Dancing for babies looks a lot like bouncing them on my knee.

I also took the time to read The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency, which is set in the country of Botswana. The author does a great job of describing the landscape and the people, and I thought it was a great compliment to the study Charlie was doing.

As always, learning should be fun and not stressful.

 

What to do About Penn State

I’m probably not alone when I say that many of my thoughts have been consumed by the scandal at Penn State. For those that live under a rock, an assistant football coach at Penn State has been accused of molesting eight young boys over the course of at least a decade. According to reports, many members of Penn State’s administration were aware of the abuse and failed to do anything to stop it. Most notable for the news sites, is that famous college football coach, Joe Paterno, knew and did nothing.

picture of happy valley football stadium

I read the Grand Jury report and the whole thing is shocking. Horrific, really, but what really gets me going is the angle that every single post and article on the topic is covering: football is bad. Everyone involved is bad and horrible and it’s all because of football that this man got away with it.

I mean, really?

Here’s why this bothers me: every community has pedophiles. They exist in small towns and large cities. They are everywhere. As part of my education degree, I had to attend a seminar on recognizing warning signs that another teacher might be abusing a student. What stood out to me the most was this: the teacher most-likely to have an inappropriate relationship with a student is one who has special privileges–coaches, band directors, and the like. So basically. . . anyone.

This is scary stuff and the media is painting it to be a big conspiracy between powerful men with access to untold resources. People are screaming about who should have told.

These things may be true, but the bigger truth is that every day people don’t tell, and THAT’s what we really need to be talking about. Why don’t people tell? What kinds of manipulation is used to prevent this abuse from being reported? What are the outward signs that this abuse may be going on? What is it about humans that makes us unwilling to believe this kind of thing occurs as much as it does?

The sad fact is that this topic makes most people so uncomfortable they don’t even know HOW to talk about it. The facts are that Sandusky was barred from an entire school district in 2008. An allegation of sexual assault was also reported to the police. A DA was assigned to investigate Sandusky in 1995 as well. I think there’s too much time between those incidents and the public being made aware of the situation. We have GOT to get better about talking about these things–we need to create a safe place to have these conversations.

Hopefully the whole sordid tale will remind us parents that we talk to our children about who is allowed to have access to their bodies and what they can do if someone tries to violate their innocence.

We also need to talk to each other. If someone gives us a bad feeling–follow up on it. Don’t be afraid to mention anything that gives you pause. I’m not saying we should start calling people child abusers if they give us a funny feeling, but keep our kids away from them? Absolutely. Tell our friends that they gives us the creeps for no particular reason? I think so. If nothing else, I hope this scandal shows us that we can’t expect someone else to speak up–it has to come from us.

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