Parenting today...
Sep. 4th, 2007 01:14 pmhttp://www.boston.com/yourlife/articles/2007/09/04/the_new_term/
Most of this article makes me snarly, because I really do believe that every Mummy and Daddy wants to have their very own Baby Enstein these days, and that children aren't being allowed to be children.
But the quote by the mother, "...became a self-fufilling prophecy... we couldn't convince her she could do it, and as she failed, it only caused her to fail more... "(paraphrased)
I can relate. I. HATE. MATH. With a blind irrational fear. If Math was a person, I'd fly into a rage and beat it to death or flee the room screaming if confronted by it. The thought of Highschool math classes still give me nightmares, and College was only passed on shear willpower that held me in the seat. The only reason professors passed me were out of pity.
I remember being ill at the thought of math tests to begin with, and then slowly developing this feeling of detached guilt. I knew I was going to fail, they knew I was going to fail, and there seemed to be nothing to be done about it. It was fate, and no tutors, no teacher, no sudden shot of insight was going to make me "get it."
Here I am, 27, and I'd given thought to taking my GRE's and going on to a higher degree, but at this point I physically can't make myself stomac the idea of sitting down in front of numbers.
An articulate adult with a math phobia... sad...
- K.
Most of this article makes me snarly, because I really do believe that every Mummy and Daddy wants to have their very own Baby Enstein these days, and that children aren't being allowed to be children.
But the quote by the mother, "...became a self-fufilling prophecy... we couldn't convince her she could do it, and as she failed, it only caused her to fail more... "(paraphrased)
I can relate. I. HATE. MATH. With a blind irrational fear. If Math was a person, I'd fly into a rage and beat it to death or flee the room screaming if confronted by it. The thought of Highschool math classes still give me nightmares, and College was only passed on shear willpower that held me in the seat. The only reason professors passed me were out of pity.
I remember being ill at the thought of math tests to begin with, and then slowly developing this feeling of detached guilt. I knew I was going to fail, they knew I was going to fail, and there seemed to be nothing to be done about it. It was fate, and no tutors, no teacher, no sudden shot of insight was going to make me "get it."
Here I am, 27, and I'd given thought to taking my GRE's and going on to a higher degree, but at this point I physically can't make myself stomac the idea of sitting down in front of numbers.
An articulate adult with a math phobia... sad...
- K.