Homeschooling, for me, brings a lot of joy and a lot of stress. I mean, come on, it is now my responsibility to get them to learn all the things. With reading being at the very core of all the things.
Teaching this skill, is not really a straight line type of thing. It is very much one step forward, a thousand steps back.
Caitlyn came from the public school with a great grasp on reading. She was driven and learning.
Sue, not so much. She had learned none of the fundamentals or sight words in kindergarten and had no desire to learn any of it. We worked and worked. I tried everything. You might even remember, that I dyed my hair to get her to read a Fancy Fancy book.
I worked year after year to get her to read. And now, in fourth grade, I think it has finally clicked.
As she says, “I can read mommy’s texts now!”
Patrice has been my next one to teach how to read. Honestly, I love to read. I have been reading since I was very young. I really thought teaching my girls how to read would be my favorite part of homeschooling. It is not.
Teaching her how to read is tedious and tests all my patience. Telling her 1,000 times what the e does the a (makes it say its name) or how to say th together is not as fun as I dreamed it would be.
But the gratification when she gets it? Priceless. When we first started learning to read, she refused to read any boring words, which was about half of the English language. It was not fun, but all the sudden, one day–it clicked and she wanted to read. She was excited about getting through the pages of her books.
I’ve been flying high ever since.
Helping her sound out want or out is still not a joyride, but we are both having a lot more fun!