Trees, kids, teaching, identity

I love sugar. Sugar makes everything better. Sugar is love. Speaking of which, it’s time to start baking for the bake sale this weekend. Other folks are buying things at Costco to resell. I’m going to make things. Because. Just because I’m already committed to more than 30 hours of babysitting between now and then, and a painting project with kids and…

It’ll be fine. You’ll see. Ok, maybe I will end up crying… but the work will get done.

Maybe this is why they go to Costco. The crying isn’t worth it.

Yesterday was good. Today will be good. Lots of work to do, always.

Yesterday a friend came over and showed me how to prune my fruit trees! I’m super excited! The trees look way happier. Take that home schooling list announcement of fruit tree pruning workshops that don’t allow children. I don’t need you. Nor babysitting. Neiner neiner.

Apparently my kids did not prevent me from learning about my trees. Fancy that.

I’m kind of petty. But I feel fairly resentful of the attitude that children shouldn’t be present for learning opportunities. And I wish that home schooling lists would block advertisements for adult only activities.

But it’s not my list.

I understand that some children are a distraction. Mine aren’t. And when mine are having a hard day, I walk away and don’t distract people as I deal with that. Not every parent works like me though and I get why teachers don’t want to deal with kids. I think they should work through their own difficulty and learn how to fucking deal with kids… but whatever.

Kids know how to do what they are trained to do. They know how to exist in the world they are introduced to but not other worlds.

A kid who has been trained to be quiet will have a hard time getting rowdy. Kids who have been trained to be rowdy have a hard time being quiet.

This is why I work so hard at teaching my kids that both sets of behaviors have appropriate times and places. I need them to be highly adaptable. Sometimes you aren’t the center of attention and you have to just deal with it.

If my kids throw a fit demanding that they get a certain color or it’s just not on… I respond by withdrawing whatever it is they wanted. Nope. Not doing that. You don’t get to fucking rage at me because I handed you the wrong color plate.

We don’t do that shit in this house.

So when Calli tries to throw a fit Shanna can repeat verbatim, “Take what you get or get nothing.”

It is occasionally mortifying when she turns to another family at a restaurant and says that to a kid who is having a fit. It’s about 50/50 with the moms responding, “See! That’s how it works!” or “How dare you correct my child.” (I tell her that’s she is not a mom so she doesn’t get to lecture yet, works with her as well as it did me.)

That’s how it works. I am not going to bend to whims. Get over it.

The other big one that is coming up lately is, “We are not a family of shirkers. There is work to be done. Get up. Now.” I don’t shout it. It works way better when the ‘now’ is delivered in a growly lower voice. No shrieking. Shrieking is super easy to tune out after a while.

That comes after I have asked nicely with “please” three times. This is more or less my alternative to whining, which works not at all.

The growly now generally only has to come out once. I feel mixed. Cause it feels like instilling fear. I have asked my kids if they are afraid of me. The response is something along the lines of, “Kinda sorta some days. Not usually.” Well, that seems pretty sane and rational to me. I feel sorta sick to my stomach that some days they are afraid and it’s a rational response.

I asked Shanna what she was afraid I would do. I asked her once if she thought I would hit her. She said, “Oh you wouldn’t do that. But you might be awful.”

Fair enough. I am awful sometimes.

I’m trying to build more of a pattern. Patterns are how children learn. When I was a high school teacher substitutes loved getting my classes. Because my classes ran themselves without me. I had my students so well trained that they knew what to do and how to do it and they went through the prepared materials without the aid of the sub. The sub could sit in the corner all day and take attendance and read.

I want my kids to be that well trained about what it means to be “functional”. We exercise. We eat healthy food. We clean up the messes we make so that we have the space to make more messes. When there is work to be done, you do the work. Then you play hard.

We talk about our feelings. We make time for affectionate discourse and playing. It’s important. You have to play or you aren’t really living. You are just surviving.

I feel so lucky that I get to spend all day every day with people who are so happy. Sometimes it feels like living in a tv show. I live in beautiful sunny California in my spiffy fun little house. I have two photogenic smart kids. I have a husband who is really nice to me and who wants to have really hot sex all the time.

My life is pretty much what I wanted. Holy shit.

But when I read the letter that my shrink wrote to recommend that I remain a heavy stoner…

Not so picture perfect. I marvel at my children being photogenic because many of the pictures of me as a child were so bad that my mother spent a lot of time telling everyone she fucking talked to how terrible it was that I was so ugly in pictures.

So it’s kind of weird that people tell me frequently how beautiful my children are. I don’t think I’m beautiful. I think Noah is attractive but funny looking. How in the hell did we make beautiful kids? Genetics are weird.

It feels like they don’t really belong to me. Like I am taking care of them for someone better than me. But I’m doing my very best. Clearly they deserve better than my best. This is all I have.

6 thoughts on “Trees, kids, teaching, identity

  1. Michelle

    I enjoy reading about your parenting and teaching style- I learn so much! How in the world did you get your classrooms to run themselves? When I was teaching I was told my classes were the worst. I know part of it was some major cultural differences and some bad luck with my time slots, but beyond that it was pretty mystifying.

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    1. Krissy Gibbs Post author

      Sheer repetition. Lots of early buy-in. Lots of kids being told why we have the structure we have until they can recite my reasoning in their sleep.

      I start off my teaching classes with many hours/days of the kids having open ended arguments/discussions about respect and what that means in different environments. I close out those discussions with mentions that I give VERY LITTLE homework (the bare minimum necessary for a college prep class) and I expect you to work like mad for all the minutes you are in my class.

      Then I structure my classes consistently and follow a pattern. (We start off the period with x minutes of 1. Then we have y minutes of 2. Then we have z minutes of 3.) There can be a small list of things like “First we do 1 or 5 or 9 depending on which part of the unit we are on. But always one of those three things and the guidance for what to do will be on the board when you walk in–get busy immediately.”

      I leave no dead time. I write my plan for the day on the board, usually with how many minutes I’ve budgeted to get through a single task.

      If they can’t follow my plan they must be blind AND deaf, and they have no interpreter. I had kids who needed interpreters. They did fine. I’m consistent enough for anyone. As long as you can see OR hear you will know what I expect of you. And I’ll be consistent because consistency allows you to feel safe enough to learn.

      Most (not all) people need a fair bit of externalized structure. Once they are given their frame then they have an easier time feeling successful and feeling confident builds on itself.

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  2. Lisa

    i’m not on any homeschool lists, but i would agree that offering things (at least more than seldomly) that requires that kids not be there just doesn’t go with the environment. who do they think we are homeschooling? other adults?

    and pruning things properly is something i am definitely going to have to learn. jason chopped the sidewalk-side off of two of my plants and i almost lost it. i am pretty sure that isn’t the best way to do it.

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  3. Pam

    I imagine that your kids are ‘photogenic’ because they are well-cared for and happy. And active. That shows through.

    Also, they’re still little. I can’t honestly imagine you guys (or anyone) as weird-looking between toddler – age 5??

    I’d love to see / learn about the pruning. And hear more about your classroom structure. Did you teach all 9-12 grades? Did you read up on pedagogy or was it stuff that you wished teachers had done? (Like, I’m sure both, but more of which?) And after the early buy-in how did you deal if kids slacked off second semester? I seem to recall that even the ‘problem kids’ loved you.

    You don’t have to type it out, I’m sure I can ask you when I see you next.
    hugs!

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  4. inflectionpoint

    Pruning is wonderful! Healthier trees and better yields. I am a fan of pruning like whoa.

    I am glad to hear that you are pruning, it makes a huge difference in the tree and in the fruit from it.

    I love watching you parent. I learn a lot about different ways to do this, and I see good results…

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