A big moment for me as a parent was the day that my son told his pre-school class that he lived on a dandelion farm. He didn't, of course. Truth be told, he lived in an old city farmhouse on a quarter acre weedy lot full of dandelions. I was beside myself that summer. The weeds in the yard took on a life of their own. I mowed nearly everyday to keep the neighbors from complaining, but my son saw the dandelions as a beautiful farm. He nurtured his dandelions and blew seeds all over to keep them coming back. He carried pride in his bouquets of dandelions. Now, as he grows older, I believe that his interests and passions may take him in a direction that I have not yet known and I have to trust and believe that he has the vision to create the unimaginable. As parents and teachers, we help children best when we listen. I would love to hear your feedback on times someone has listened to your call or times when you've noticed your own child's call.
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AuthorI am a gifted advocate and private consultant for individual gifted children and families. Archives
November 2012
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