tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15595720.post2115290890201998103..comments2007-04-14T21:34:12.161-07:00Woofhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13932325380526926032noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15595720.post-56216592221191688252007-04-14T21:34:00.000-07:002007-04-14T21:34:00.000-07:00I missed this, but I'm commenting now anyway.<BR/><BR/>I think you're right on the money, on every paragraph!<BR/><BR/>A friend of mine was once tearing out her hair over her 8-year-old daughter's inability to learn to read. At home the daughter would cry, the mother would toss up her hands. I told her I'd try to help.<BR/><BR/>I took a long walk with the kid on ONE evening, talking, laughing, and sounding out letters. No pressure. One round around the park was individual letters, the second round two-letter combinations. Her mom was SHOCKED when the kid sounded out signs and billboards all the way home, after ONE long walk.<BR/><BR/>It can be as simple as turning off the freakin' tv and taking a walk with your kid.<BR/><BR/>Sigh. Too much for said Mom, the kid went on Ritalin. <BR/><BR/>I was far from a perfect parent, mind you. I may have done things wrong, but I'm proud that I never did nothing. :-)Gnightgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04601450336245218356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15595720.post-29085310877229324852007-04-02T05:37:00.000-07:002007-04-02T05:37:00.000-07:00I agree with your last paragraph.Jonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03716425436529396145noreply@blogger.com