November 2011


The questions started in Kindergarten. She could not hold a pencil or scissors correctly. Her letters were backwards, flipped, and inverted. She would verbalize 32 and write 53. She knew her alphabet, but she could not connect letters with sounds and words. It was frustrating for both her and me because she was a very, very bright kid.

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After not performing well on the Kindergarten assessment, I yanked my angel from public school because the stress was turning to physical ailments. She was sick to her stomach before and after school. She was completely stressed out. After working with her for a few months at home, I enrolled her in a private Kindergarten with a much smaller classroom for the second half of the the year.

By the end of the year, it was obvious that something really was not clicking. Desperate for a solution, I tried yet another school… a charter school. Her first grade teacher was amazing. I could not have asked for a better, more positive, and more encouraging environment.

But she still wasn’t reading. Her numbers and letters were still off. Though I, personally, do not have a Learning Difference, everything I was seeing screamed dyslexia, but the popular opinion (for very political reasons in my opinion) is that kids should not be tested until after third grade. When my daughter started describing the letters moving on the page and words “dancing” as she tried to read them, I did not wait for the school’s permission to take her to Scottish Rite.

The results were conclusive. I have a dyslexic daughter.

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Home for the holidays

November 22, 2011
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I had Thanksgiving break all planned out this year. Puzzles, crafts, baking supplies, movies, library books, new coloring books, and workbooks. I was totally and completely ready for 9 days with my kiddos. Yesterday, unfortunately, the double knockout punch of an IBS flareup and a sinus infection put me in bed for the day. Any […]

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Spankings and rubber band discipline

November 18, 2011
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I am a spanker. Spanking is not my first line of discipline, but I have no problem putting my hand across my child’s bottom as a consequence for disobedience. Each of my kid’s learn in a different way. My daughter is best disciplined through timeout. Time to herself both allows her to calm down and […]

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Holiday blahs and a fresh perspective

November 15, 2011
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It hit me today that I have what I can only describe as the holiday blahs. I’m not depressed…  just not real excited about anything. I feel like I am just going through the motions and doing what needs to be done, but I don’t have a whole lot of umph right now. I don’t […]

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Thankful Tree

November 7, 2011
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We started the tradition of a homemade Thanksgiving Tree last year. I bought a cardboard tri-fold display and drew a tree trunk on it. Using leaf-shaped foam stickers purchased at Michaels, we had the kids brainstorm things they are thankful for and we covered the tree with them. We started with individual family members, teachers, […]

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Iraqi Santa Claus

November 4, 2011
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My three year old and I were at Target this morning getting supplies for the weekend’s camping trip. He is a very typical preschooler in that he loves to talk… to anyone… whether they will listen or not. He must have told 50 total strangers, “I’m going camping tonight. Are you?” My son has a smile […]

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A Perfect Ten

November 3, 2011

This is my story, “A Perfect Ten,” that was released in Chicken Soup for the Soul: Find Your Happiness. Enjoy.   A Perfect Ten By Jamie Anne Richardson At 303 pounds, my size 32 frame was beyond fun-size… I was fat. Three kids into an 11-year marriage to a happily obese man, I still identified […]

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