Phew. I have to admit that I got tired and weary just reading about the classes to which your young child is being exposed. What's really odd is that just last night, I was in a class with a group of Christian women who spoke of the "busyness" of their own families. Each one had changed their patterns, insisting that each child have only one "extra" activity or class to attend every three months. They all believe that letting children be children, letting them learn to use their imaginations and creativity is just as important as any team sports or classes. Plus, it gives them more time to do family activities, where they can share those virtues about which you wrote.
I have some suggestions:
I might use "The Classes We Attend" as the title, rather than "The Classes We Go Go."
At nine months, he started with daycare at a sweet lady’s, followed by different daycares depending on my whims of getting him the best.
At nine months, he was cared for by a sweet lady, followed by different day care centers, depending on my whims and on getting him the best care.
At a frivolous four years of age...
I would probably break this into two sentences, or reword somehow so that it isn’t one long sentence. I also believe that Montessori should be capitalized.
And again, I am waiting, for the ernest five, so I can take a swing at Tae Kwon Do and Violin.
earnest
I have been running in this headless chicken mode...
Another very long sentence.
I havent really thought...
haven’t or have not
And in all this time while dragging my son to classes, getting him ready, coming back cranky to feed the cranky kids, I scowl, shout, scream, yell, stress and strain myself.
I drag my son to these classes. While getting him ready I’m cranky, and I am too cranky to feed the kids when we get back. I scowl, shout, scram, yell, stress and strain myself and my children.
I rant at times, trying to communicate the fact that I am spending lots of time, money and effort on his classes and he better learn, he should consider himself lucky and be appreciative of my efforts. Instead not whine and drone.
I try to communicate that I am spending lots of time, money and effort on his classes and that he should consider himself lucky and be appreciative of my efforts, instead of whining and droning.
And it is at these times when I am behaving badly, when I am not proud of myself, when I cringe when a stranger catches me in the unrighteous act, it this then I take a step back.
When I behave badly, when I am not proud of myself, when I cringe when a stranger catches me in the unrighteous act, I take a step back.
It is in these times, when I am being my worst, I think the really real things that I have to teach and pass on to my children, the really true things that i need to pass on, are kindness, goodness, softness, calmness, truthfulness, courteousness, gracefulness, graciousness, thankfulness, courageousness, cleanliness, godliness, humour, sympathy, empathy and elegance in thought, word and deed, none of which i am exhibiting at the current moment.
Another very long sentence.
Perhaps: When I am behaving badly, I think about the important things things that I have to teach and pass on to my children. I need to pass kindness...(whole list) none of which I exhibit in my frenzy.
Just as Hinduism is weaved into the fabric of life, I need to take the time and effort to weave all these virtues and qualities into our lives, and that will be the greatest legacy I could have passed on to my children.
woven. Plus, I would make that two sentences.
And guess what, this is all within my grasp, within my reach and within me. And guess what, I don’t even have to teach these things, all I have to do is practice. And by sheer osmosis, my children will absorb it all. The seeds of good virtues and qualities would have been sown in them, day by day, moment by moment.
This is all within my grasp, within my reach and within me. And guess what. I don’t even have to teach these things; all I have to do is practice them. By sheer osmosis, my children will absorb these lessons. The seeds of good virtues and qualities will have been sown in them, day by day, moment by moment.
These qualities coupled with any talents my children hone is a dynamite, potent combination which will spiral them upward and there is no stopping them and whatever life throws at them, they will be able to catch it, make the best of it, and probably take a class of it, after all.
These qualities, coupled with any talents my children hone, is a dynamite, potent combination which will spiral them upward. There will be no stopping them, and whatever life throws at them, they will be able to catch, making the best of it.
Thanks for sharing. And, welcome to Writing.com.
Blessings,
Kenzie
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