I do not enjoy teaching math. There, I said it. I don't like it. It forces me to be patient, and patience is one of my greatest weaknesses. I try to complete a lesson each day, but some days, like today, I only get through one page before I decide it would be better for everyone if we just stopped. On those days, my sweet hubby works with them some more in the evening.Because Maya and Isaac weren't schooled prior to joining our family, there are some concepts that are really difficult for them to grasp. This is one of many things adoptive families don't talk about. It's a little embarrassing and quite frustrating when your 9 year old is on a first grade level in some areas. You want so badly for them to catch up quickly. You don't want other kids to notice what they aren't able to do yet. But teaching everything they've missed all those years takes time. And patience.
Isaac isn't reading yet, and Maya is just getting beyond Dick & Jane books. I have to remind myself how long it took my bio kids to learn to read and they were exposed to it all their lives. Isaac hasn't learned all the sounds that letters make. He really struggles to say "th" correctly, because dat sound isn't said over dare in Liberia. Teaching them patiently requires that I depend on the Lord. He is faithful to equip me for the task. I'm so thankful for that.
By the way, Maya learned how to add two and three digit numbers today and Isaac read seven sentences! I'm so proud of them.