This is a few hours of how my morning goes.
Breakfast is done dishes are washed, kitchen is clean. The first lessons of the day have been given. I drop into my chair start up Word, and stare at the blank screen. Soon My Muse is standing behind me and we start writing. My fingers are tapping across the keys happily. Then it starts!
(Color coded for easier understanding. Four children, 4 colors)
Mom, how do you multiply?
Mom, how do you divide fractions?
Mama, Mommy. What color for this flower?
Give me a minute please. I try to continue typing over their constant jabbering.
What is your multiplication problem? Fourteen times three. If you have three pile of fourteen M&Ms how many M&Ms do you have? 30? No. 43? No, Okay, I get it.
I twist in my chair, What is your math problem? Never mind. I don’t need help anymore.
Let me see your paper. Preschooler brings her worksheet. You have to color the flowers pink. Okay? Yeah.
Look at oldest…Do you need help? She hands me her math book. I explain areas. She starts working.
MOOOOOMMMMMMMMM! What color is this pink? Holds out crayon. Bubble Gum Pink. This one? Holds out second crayon. Carnation Pink. Which pink do I use. I don’t know pick one. I can’t! I love pink, I can’t pick one! Let me see you paper. Oh, I read it wrong, it says color the flowers different colors of pink. She nods and starts coloring.
I turn back to the screen and type a few words. After staring at the screen without touching the keyboard I bang my head into the desk. I look over my shoulder. My Muse, Where are you?
The boy isn’t working. What are you doing? What do I do now? Are you finished with your math lesson? It’s lesson 32, you told me not to do it. Sit down at the table, and get ready, I’ll be right there. I proceed to save all the Word documents. I’ve learned to never leave anything unsaved. (small children, don’t ask)
I go and get the teacher manual and another book that explains math. I sit down beside the boy who is contently drawing pictures of some video game (Mindcraft maybe?)
Why haven’t you got your paper ready. Oh, I didn’t know I was going to do math. I thought you wanted me to do grammar or something. He starts writing his name and lesson number on the paper.
You just ate an hour ago. I’m hungry too. My screen mocks me…Did you really think you could do it all? Here I sit all alone, and you will not return for some time. My Muse has run away. I think she doesn’t understand math. 😀 I read through the books and get the boy working on his lesson then make something to eat.
Two and a half to three hours later, kids have full bellies and new lessons. I return to the mocking screen. I look around for My Muse. She is no where to be seen. I pull out the earphones and begin to trudge my way through a few sentences, with music blaring in my ears.
My Muse will you return later today?