Earlier this year I graduated from my Master of Education (Gifted Education) from the Australian Catholic University. I wasn’t going to attend my graduation. After all, most of my degree was online, they even sent me my transcript when I completed my degree in 2017. But something felt wrong, it felt incomplete.
When one of my peers messaged me to say she was planning on attending the ceremony, I thought why not! It would be great to celebrate this event together.
I think I have a tendency in my life to rush onto the next shining thing without pausing to acknowledge the enormity of my achievements. In fact, I would go as far to say that I never feel that I have done enough.
I wonder if you can resonate with this?
Since returning from the Off the Charts Gifted Education Symposium in Auckland, New Zealand, I have been acutely aware of the difficulties faced by sensitive gifted children in the classroom.
Take these three examples…
1. When I asked to speak to staff about the innate qualities of gifted individuals, I was referred to the curriculum coordinator to ensure we differentiate curriculum for our top achievers.
2. Hearing the concerns of the mother of a sensitive eight-year boy who doesn’t want to go to school because of emotional bullying he encounters daily.
3. Applying for a select entry acceleration program for my daughter, when I am uncomfortable with the test focused selection process for these schools.
All of these situations clearly highlight the lack of awareness of the complexity of giftedness, especially for creative and emotionally gifted young people.
Let’s unpack three issues highlighted in these examples.
It is a gorgeous Saturday morning, perfect writing time while my youngest struts her stuff at NICA – The National Institute of Circus Arts. Every Saturday we make a pilgrimage from Ballarat to Prahran.
As a music teacher, coach and mum of creative, sensitive, gifted individuals I have come to the conclusion that most traditional schools can’t provide what creative young people need. Rather than lament the reality, I prefer to embrace the opportunities this provides.
We can all notice the ‘spark’ in our children and provide them with the environment they need to thrive. It is worth the effort
Here are FIVE KEYS to support your creative kids. Continue reading
At a recent professional development session on curriculum differentiation the facilitator shared this quote that really resonated with me…
Great Thinking Takes Time!
How often in the classroom do we give students time to contemplate their answers or develop ideas in creative and unexpected directions?
How often do we give ourselves this time?
I am sure you have heard how important it is to set goals! You may have even heard of the Harvard Study that discovered the 3% of graduates with clearly defined written goals earned in excess of the other 97% of graduates put together.
You may have even set SMART goals!
If you are a big dreamer like me, SMART goals can be a a bit of a downer because they encourage us to be realistic. Sometimes, I don’t want to be realistic. Sometimes I want to dream the impossible! BIG goals inspire me to new heights and make me feel ALIVE! Continue reading
This year our family is planning a move from Ballarat to Melbourne. Deciding where to live, schools for the girls, is just the beginning. Ask 10 people their favourite suburb and they all have a different answer. Venture online to property and school websites and drowning in an avalanche of information is guaranteed.
While this information is useful. In the end we have to listen to our own hearts and decide what is important to us, take into account our personal situation and visit places to get a ‘feel’ for them. We have to trust ourselves, be true to our life vision and be willing to take the action to make it happen. Continue reading
In my words, I USED to play the piano. Last Friday I felt like playing for a little while. That little while turned into a marathon!
After two hours my fingers remembered, the notes returned. By the third hour, there were glimpses of music! I HAD to play, my soul was famished! No meals were prepared, no work was done, my family was left to fend for themselves. Apparently listening to my playing is a ‘beautiful’ way to drift off to sleep!
At 10.15 pm, I stopped as abruptly as I had begun. I was full, my hunger satisfied! I wished my husband goodnight and fell into a deep sleep.
I had remembered that I am a musician! Continue reading