My Mothers’ Day Gift to Myself

My Mothers’ Day Gift to myself is to sort my to-read pile. I’m letting myself off the hook for books I thought I would read but probably won’t. I’m committing to finishing the ones I want to finish. I’m compiling the list of other books I want to read next. I hear people talk about self-care in terms of manicures or facials, new clothing or a meal out. That’s fine. Everyone has their own tastes, but to me self-care is to tell myself that what I read is important, to value my own learning, my own thoughts and questions. What Continue reading

images of giftedness in G. K. Chesterton

I’m on a G. K. Chesterton binge right now, reading a variety of his books. Reading the books is a refreshing exercise. I have to concentrate on it. One cannot skim his books. Each sentence has such meaning and yet each gets more meaning from the sentences around it. That seems such an obvious thing to say. but it really I can read a paragraph or two and then sit and reflect upon what it means. I keep finding within Chesteron’s works descriptions about intellectual giftedness. Since the challenge of being a gifted adult is a topic of interest to me, Continue reading

Gifted Child, Gifted Parent

A post caught my eye the other day. It is about how a gifted childhood prepared a person for parenting gifted children. It got me thinking about what aspects of my childhood helped prepare me for parenting my kids, and which makes things more complicated. I’m going to write up some of my thoughts now as part of the Gifted Parenting Blog Hop. I was a gifted child. Probably. I was definitely a bit of a weirdo, an avid bookworm and someone who saw things a little bit different. I learned to read as a way of escaping my surroundings Continue reading

The G-Word: giftedness in kids and adults

I have a confession to make. Despite being part of the gifted homeschooling forum blogging community, agreeing to teach an online class for them, and now participating in a Hoagie’s Gifted blog-hop,  I’ve been hesitant about using that word “gifted,” scared to claim it for fear of being found out as a fraud and/or criticized as elitist or egotistical. I envy those who use the term with more self-confidence than I have, who have not let disparaging comments about gifted programs being a special club for upper middle class students sink in. I identify as gifted and I suspect my kids are Continue reading