Homeschooling Program & Outline Approved

Had the homeschooling review a few days ago, passed the test well and we now have the go-ahead to proceed as we please for the next 2 years. While i have all subjects covered fairly well in the curriculum outline set by the government, it’s been a relief to know that we don’t need to strictly adhere every single item to-the-letter and have the freedom to custom-design the program in order to allow Aidan to maximise on his strengths.

I was somewhat stressed in preparing for this day of review because i couldn’t find any examples of what others did to see what was required to ‘pass the test’, unless it came with a ‘buy this book to learn how to do it’ request for which i did not have the luxury of time or money to invest in.

I was scared, because it was advised that we spend 3 months in advance before making an application to homeschool ~ when we had no such luxury with time. We had to pull our son out of school ASAP to prevent further trauma …and have had to spend a great deal of the last 7-8 weeks just recovering from it all, so i figured,

“Stuff that!” …to anyone who can’t see that what my family’s been through has been through som seriously rough shit.

My heart had no space to entertain or care for gaining the approval from someone else, especially when the minister for education thinks it’s perfectly OK to threaten sending parents to jail for not making their children attend school ~ or threatening families with a $2000 fine when the reasons for parents choosing to pull their kids out of school is because it’s just far too traumatic and the school is not capable of adequately dealing with the issues. I’m hardly the only parent in this situation.

So ~ the following things recquired to support my application that actually panned out to be more-than-enough for the task:

(a) A plan or outline (a ‘program’) of what you intend to teach your child (including past programs where relevant)?

How the hell am i supposed to write a program for an entire year covering everything in the guidelines in-advance, when my son is just not the kind of kid who responds well to people dictating how the day must proceed (and he must therefore cover all subjects laid onto him for the day)?! I figured,

“Stuff that!”

…to anyone who can’t see that it works better to let my son take the lead. I just started to gather everything i had and took notes of everything we’ve covered so far, fitting “The Program” onto a single A4 page.

There…that’s it. They’re just notes ~ and if anyone wants the details, just email me and i’ll fwd a copy. Standard subjects aside, it’s the “social” skills which have the greatest demand for attention over here. As for why this page is so grotty-looking now, it’s because i’m using it as a pad for my optical mouse on the workdesk. If anything, it was considered over-the-top that i even had this piece of paper ~ as it’s quite something else when you are dealing with a special-needs kind of a kid. For those who do more of the planning in their head instead of showing all the “working out” on paper as you would be recquired to do for a problem in maths, from this experience ~ it’s panned out to be OK if you do it that way ;)

(b) A method for recording learning activities completed by your child?

Here’s what i use:

A day-to-day journal which i use to record learning activities for the day, which keeps track of Aidan’s issues & strengths, along with keeping log of the amount of time spent.

A weekly system of review ~ where i tally the amount of time spent on various subjects, make a summary of the week, list Aidan’s strengths & weaknesses, and write a few notes on things we hope to take on in the following week. All of the week’s work on paper gets filed together with the summary sheet into the folder.

On of the pages in that week, where we’ve had to address issues with handwriting right from the very beginning …but it’s perfectly ok for me to back-off from it completely now. The woman who was reviewing said,

“It could take him a few years to get on top of that ~ don’t frustrate yourself if he doesn’t achieve it sooner. It’s hardly an important skill compared to something typing these days so it will be ok if it takes him a few years just to master the basics to get by with filling out things like forms.”

…oh yeah, no way we’re forcing the issue here at all but it was really good to get validation from someone else who “gets it”.

I’ve found the teaching guides over at Handwriting Without Tears to be really useful - some great ideas there. My son will not follow their specific directions in letter formation “exactly” but the exercises of teaching children to form the letters inside shaded squares was really good at making Aidan see the ‘concept’ of letter formation a whole lot better.

(c) A method for recording achievement and progress in each area of study?

Panned out that my extensive journalling work consisting of a 98K word count over at Newtown Mums was more than enough. I was writing about Aidan’s progress regarding the diagnosis & school since Dec 2005 and well, there’s a few more novel’s worth that’s been recording his progress since 2003 in the archives as well. I thought i was expected to create some kind of a ‘checkbox’ table similar to the school-reports - which never told me much about Aidan’s progress as much as the small paragraphs of personal commentary from Aidan’s teachers. I was really relieved to hear it was perfectly OK to use a system that adopts qualitative data over a more numeric-like method. We now have a formal space on Newtown Mums to discuss education, with separate departments for me to continue with journaling on individual subjects by also adding links & resources that will be of benefit to other families who don’t homeschool as well.

Lucky to have kept some of the work i did with Aidan when he was a toddler. An example out of his art book. I remember how fruitless it was for me to try and get him to draw “tangible objects” with art. I ended up opting for mixed-media and letting Aidan take the lead by appealing through his interests. Not bothered by abstract art over here, it was a great experience for his hands to get busy with other mediums instead.

(d) Access to sufficient resources and facilities to support the learning program?

A snapshot of what my living room looked like on the day of the review for the sake of explaining all the stuff we have access to within the home that doesn’t live on a computer. Most of this stuff is otherwise neatly stored in Aidan’s room. My mother used to be a teacher, so i have heaps of her old books and she continues to be an amazing pillar of support for me when it comes towards sourcing for new resources. Lots of other people-resources for this too, online homeschooling network which has a special-needs focus, yeah ~i won’t ramble. It’s all summarised on that A4 sheet.

(e) A suitable area for educational purposes in terms of light, ventilation and space?

A non-issue for us because these things are always the most important things for us when it comes towards choosing a home to rent. First comment of the day was regarding how wonderful the light in our living room was ~ oh yeah, we can’t live without it. Just keep it tidy without too much clutter and you will be fine.

~

I’m on top of it, i’ve got it all together and i can finally relax with no longer needing to worry about not meeting the standards of others. Maybe they can worry about not being able to deliver as well as i can “pro bono”? Honestly, i don’t care.

All up ~ things continue to go remarkably well for Aidan since we pulled him out. He’s doing great and managed to survive the huge crowds over at Kat’s 50th birthday party the other weekend remarkably well. We’ve made the right decision. Nuff said & GAME OVER :) Looking forward to the next chapter.

The most confronting question I faced during the day was probably,

“Why didn’t you choose to homeschool earlier?”

…because i didn’t know how at the time …and our son was freshly diagnosed with autism at the time, so the world was blaming our parenting and making it out as if sending our son to school would finally “cure” him…

Either way ~ a significant day in my life to finally overcome this obstacle and be granted the right to homeschool. For those currently in the motions of preparing for an application ~ HTH and feel free to buzz me via the comments.

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Portrayal of Women in Media

Big theme in my life. Experimental 3D / Documentary. We interviewed a broad cross section of the community in response to the cover of a men’s magazine that was displayed in the streets of Sydney, Aug 1999.

To this day, i still don’t understand why they have women on the covers of women’s magazines. Perhaps we’re all lesbians.

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Dad’s Dream Comes True

Now it’s my own father’s turn for the spotlight. For years, he always used to go on about how he couldn’t wait to wear one of those graduation hats just so that he could have a go at being Groucho Marx for a day, and sing “I’m Against It”. Dream came true on my brother’s graduation day. If i had to summarise my Dad in a few basic shots, this would definitely be one of the best tokens so far.

Wonka…. clearly a very big part of our lives, along with the Marx Brothers. Other comedians like 3 Stooges, Laurel & Hardy, Charlie Chaplin ~ and every other comedian who got summarised within the documentary known as,

“Hollywood ~ The Gift of Laughter”

The gift of laughter… I definitely get that from my Dad.

;)

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JJ ~ The Lithgow Legend

Documentary on my late FIL produced in 1998, together with Michelle Moo & Sam Hughes.

My FIL was quite the story teller, so it was very difficult for us to summarise him into “3 minutes”. As he talked so much, we felt it was necessary to exceed the time-limit set by Kate Richards and did our best to try and squeeze the bastard into 8 minutes. It was the equivalent of trying to sit on top of an excessively over-stuffed luggage bag and trying to zip it shut.

Very experimental in our apporach, that’s how we liked it ~ always, unconventional and baring the brunt of profuse criticism by many over whether or not this could actually be classified as a documentary. Funny how in the now of life, it’s summarised the late John James Smith’s life rather well.

We travelled by train, and had a big drama on the way up because the train got on fire. Had to take a bus up into Lithgow for the remainder of the journey.

As for the very bizzare scenes along the lines of nuking veggies in microwave ovens and getting murdered, a very natural consequence that results from when you drink far too much beer and are cooped up together with an old fart who doesn’t shut the fuck up. I speak like this as a term of endearment btw, because as i said ~ he was quite the story teller. One of his stories was almost something like 1.5 hours long until he delivered the punch line. Perhaps the longest running joke in history? ~ who knows, for now ~ it will never fit on a single stream via You Tube.

Ah… my late FIL. *sighs* Will i ever get around to the ‘directors cut’ that includes the hilarious funeral he always dreamed of? One day ~ I’m sure.

Going through a bit of a journey down memory lane with my old films. I stopped producing them shortly after The Child arrived. I get the feeling that life is telling me that…. hmm ~

No ~ I will just let life move forward, in the way it will go forward. In the meanwhile, a taste of Australiyarna for my international friends out there to enjoy ~ JJ style.

Like, my son is related to Captain Cook & Bob Hawke… hehehehe (yeah seriously, it’s TRUE!)

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Yunkle Sam 1999

The most painful laughs I have ever experienced in my life occured during the making of this short film, which is only just a small slither of just how crazy my husband & Sam Hughes got that night. Mitch is the one in the back who goes stir-crazy with the alluminium foil and Sam’s the one who knows how to do great things with a vacuum cleaner.

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Merlin Integrated Media 1998

Experimental animation from 1998, one of my professional practise units @ uni. My own work in design has followed a very similar ethos ~ where i’ve had to be very selective about the kinds of devils i choose to sell my soul to.

When i did art, they told me ~ “that’s not art, it’s more like design”.

When i did design, they told me ~ “this is not design (not commercial enough), how do you expect to get a job producing work like that?! your target audience, it doesn’t even exist!”

I still continue to enjoy how Newtown Mums became the ultimate up-yours, to the latter.

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You Are A Robot!

Received a very patronising letter attempting to inform me about the provisions of the Education Act 1990 by a robot the other day, so this is my tongue-in-cheek reply ~ to that robot:

My typography teacher @ uni tried to fail me in the subject after these infamous words were submitted in a very naughty piece that broke all the rules and totally shitted all over the design brief. Rewarded with high distinction by another lecturer who happened to agree with it’s sentiment in this music video. For now ~ I am content with allowing this post to remain as it was originally intended to be.

A poem from 1997, which i’m now using in response to another stupid robot from 2008.

You Are A Robot

In negative philosophy,
time passes.
A lingering bad smell,
is stained upon the university walls.
Vacant stares,
evaporate into silence….

Tuberculosis,
on a hot
neon sign,
yearning for a good wank
in opulent water.

Sorrow burns tenaciously,
in an everlasting bubble of rushes.
I hate this so-called “God”.
Syphilis on him!

An absolute waste of copious time.
Of all that money has to offer,
I’m presented with this,
pathetic lecturer!
émigré?!
So what!

You are a robot.
Simon Says…
Doubt Yourself.

A seductive tool,
to remind us of time
and how distorted it becomes.
Away…. Away!
..at how the nadir darkens onto a
burnt-out pool of vomit.

Idiot!
Outrageously uncreative,
stupid,
little,
so and so.
Yearning to bring back to life,
dead old ways.

I close my ears,
to drown out your insipid notions.

FUCK YOU!
…I quietly scream.
Tolerating what I can…

You are a Robot.
Simon Says…
Confuse Yourself.

To you,
it’s all nothing!
Your idealism,
lacerates
every drop of inspiration.
A rancid reflection,
of eclectic lost causes.

How invigorating,
to see Neolithic half-witted dorks,
show their intolerance!

How do we fucking escape these contradictions?
Riot?!!
Stuff their mouths with
Kellogs Cornflakes?
~ Why not?!!

You are a robot.
Simon Says…
“Hate Yourself”

I know what lies ahead,
you have to find,
The Brain.
Only YOU,
can kill the brain!

Yes,
some of us just may disagree with your arguments.
Keen to attack it,
with our own opinion.
Then I think…
What good ~
…would that do?

Our own opinions,
are underrated,
and rejected ~
because having to listen to,
New Ideas,
don’t correspond to your own fucking idea of,
“evergreen design” ~
I fucking hate you!

Go on and forcefully insert your
foul iconoclast contradictions,
up into the air,
and hear us laugh at two baboons.

You people,
are the tyrannical rats,
of evolving dismemberment.

A long wait it becomes,
to complete the instructed tasks.

Buzz off,
Angel from Below.
I curse and will,
enjoy to see your stupidness
become further outmoded,
and DIE!

~

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