![]() ![]() Sky Baby and I love the Sunday night TV show, Madame Secretary. You see, my love-hate relationship with Autocorrect is epic. These days, though, embarrassing moments can be completely out of our control. So…I have a child who can’t follow directions? It must be in the genes. In all MY ability to follow directions, I plainly printed L-I-B-R-A-R-Y on the line labeled “Name.”ĭon’t you know those teachers just cracked up when I left the conference room? “What are you talking about?” I asked him. ![]() I stopped to say hello and he broadly grinned, “Hello, Mrs. We made a goal…we talked about strategies…we agreed to meet again.Īs I was leaving the school I ran into a boy from the neighborhood. I openly expressed my concerns about Zack not following directions and what I’d observed at home. Of course, they wanted him to be able to follow written directions, too. The team of teachers who met with me seemed to think it helped my son for directions, test questions and such to be read out loud. So, I checked in at the front office and signed the “visitors” list, filled out my hall pass, stuck it on my lapel and headed for the conference room. Seems Zack was having some problems completing class assignments, including following directions. I had been notified about an early-morning school conference in the school library. Ever have one of those moments when you wish the floor would just open up and swallow you whole? One of my many MEMs happened when my kids were at Stevens Creek Elementary School. ![]()
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