Alice is 12 and in year 7 at school, her first year in high school. She brought this home last night. An electronic game which everyone in her technology class had a chance to make and decorated to their tastes. I was pretty amazed that my girly had made this, cut the wood, made the electric circuit and designed her game with the finishing touch of a red light in the crown which lights up to say "you're out" if you touch the wire.
Now, I wasn't educated in England and I sometimes find it a juggling act to keep up with the different systems and philosophy of teaching but, to be honest with you I am pleased. Yes, I am very pleased when I see her being able to apply herself like this and learn the theory and then translate that into practice. I am pleased that she has adjusted so well to her new, huge (over 1200 kids) high school and how she has disciplined herself to independently get up and catch her bus by 7.30am to Eastbourne each morning.
I am pleased with her school and it's discipline and work ethic. I am pleased that she can express herself artistically through most of her homework which has been a turn around from me nagging her in Year 6 to learn her spellings! She needed this, she was ready to start making her way into a a more appropriate environment where she could discern herself and start to carve out her identity.
I am pleased that Alice and I can have time to still play games and listen to records by Elvis and that I can laugh myself silly when she asks me if Granny Burns used to watch Elvis swing his hips on "You tube" in the 1950's!
I am pleased that she is my girl and that I can take delight in all she is always