Using beer to teach maths!
Last year, there was a moment in Little Miss Green’s life when the time was right for her to do joined up writing.
We didn’t ‘teach’ her, she just did it. She had realised there was a difference between our writing for some time and one day, she grabbed a pen and produced her first two words of ‘grown up’ writing.
This weekend we had a similar story with maths.
Out of the mould
One of the reasons we took her out of school was because she was not getting the help she needed as an individual.
She was excellent at reading (so didn’t get chance to read every day because there weren’t any ‘problems’), but was labelled ‘bad’ at maths because a number line just didn’t make sense to her.
Unfortunately, because number lines is how you teach maths these days, she got left behind, panicked, became fearful of maths (she still is) and told she was no good.
The power of belief
More damaging than that, she started to believe that she was no good at maths.
Heaven forbid that the teacher find another way to teach maths; one that speaks to the child in their language.
At home, we ‘do maths’ as far away from sitting on a chair with a pencil and worksheet in hand as possible.
We cook, plant seeds, share things at mealtimes, sort clothes, pay for things in the shop and measure things.
This weekend we parked outside a pub to go to a local shop. On the blackboard, Little Miss Green had noticed that it was £2 for a pint of beer. She’s her father’s daughter through and through!
As we were crossing the road she said ‘If it’s £2 for a pint, then it must be £1 for half a pint and erm, 50p for quarter of a pint’.
All that from a child who is ‘bad’ at maths …
What about you? What wonderful moments have there been in your child’s life when you realise they have learned something all by themselves?
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