Thursday, September 8, 2022
Queen Elizabeth died. I wept. She is the last of the great generation. She was a cornerstone of sanity for others, if not herself, in this crazy and getting crazier by the day world. I fear she was the last bulwark for true stability. The woman stayed alive to ensure a new government was in place before she died. Her commitment to duty was stunning. We’re all going to go down now.
I called my Hanai sister, Jean, who has a master’s in math, to check on how to deal with the algebraic expression ½ (b 1 +b2). I had it right. I thought it would be the same answer whether I resolved the parenthesis first or not. There must be situations where this is not true.
This morning, I had a session with my therapist/ life coach, Shelly. I talked about my tendency to procrastinate. What is that about? How do you overcome it? I once asked my daughter-in-law, a published author, how she stayed on top of her work. She said, “I have my editor pushing me to get it done.” I have no outside force pushing me. My big issue is getting my teaching methods out into the educational community. I see my success with students, and it’s driving me crazy that others aren’t interested.
The woman I met at church on Sunday who watched me teach students when I was at Kealakehe and is now teaching in a project-based private school still hasn’t watched my videos. She may not be a good candidate for this method. It does require a teacher to tolerate ‘not knowing everything” and be able to make mistakes in front of the students. I have untrained volunteer tutors learn enough in half an hour to use it with their students and report progress. Yet teachers refuse to get involved.
Shelly gave me some suggestions on connecting to people who would be interested in my work. Shelly was thinking of my BrainManagementSkills program. She kept harkening back to that. That stuff is the furthest out. It’s a method for teaching people to adjust how they use their brains. I spent my time with her detailing all the teaching techniques I developed.
Shelly did give me one lead, the name of the company that developed her website. Damon has been pushing me to get one. He says it’s the only way to get someone to take me seriously.
When I called the company Shelly recommended, I got their answering service. The woman was so unpleasant; they would be better off with a voicemail. If Shelly hadn’t told me they were lovely to work with, I would have dropped them then and there. Damon said I had to post my website on Square Space, the place to be. I have no idea.
I had an appointment with the acupuncturist. She watched me walk. Everyone comments on how even my gait is. She noticed I swung the left leg forward instead of ‘stepping.’. Stepping involves lifting the knee to bring the leg forward. The tightness in my right inner thigh muscles and back prevented me from lifting the leg as I should. She treated both legs. When she put a needle at the top of my left outer thigh muscles, I had a painful spasm in my left foot. She had her hand on my ankle when it happened and felt it.
My walk was much better on my before-dinner walk. I ran into Carol. She had taken her dogs to the vet yesterday. Max was doing much better. The vet found a thorn in one of his paws. It had broken off and was infected.
Yvette brought home sushi for dinner for Scott and herself. I was welcome to join. It was delicious. I wanted to show them the work Mei and Peter had done on the 2200 sq. foot deck on their Ali’i house. I couldn’t get to my Facebook page. I was pushed over to The Phonics Discovery System page when I signed. I never created such a page. I couldn’t post or sign in when I returned to my personal one. Scott and I finally gave up trying to fix the problem.
I watched episode three of the Extraordinary Attorney Woo series on Netflix. It’s a Korean series, not Japanese. Woo is a high-functioning autistic (although I have never seen an adult autistic be that cute.) The accused in this episode was a low-functioning autistic—another very extreme case.
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