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  • Playing Dinosaur Charades

    Playing Dinosaur Charades

    Somebody once mentioned her child wanted to play charades, of dinosaurs no less. I never thought that it would happen to me.

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    El in his ‘Stegosaurus costume’ made by me when he was in N1.

    El, the boy who loves dinosaurs, suddenly announced we were playing dinosaur charades, and started acting like a dancing chicken and said ‘pretty jaw’.

    “Pretty jaw? Sounds familiar. I was just playing the brain box game with him,” I thought.

    “Is it gallimimus?” I asked, taking a gamble.

    “No,” he replied with a slight frown.

    He then told me it was a Compsognathus.

    Compsognathus
    “Compsognathus BW” by Nobu Tamura (http://spinops.blogspot.com) – Own work. Licensed under Creative Commons Attribution 2.5 via Wikimedia Commons –

    Oh. I thought he was done, when he started stomping around and roared.

    Ah, this was easy, I thought.

    “T-Rex,” I enthusiastically said it aloud.

    “No!”

    “Give me some clues,” I asked, as I continued to watch the goggle box which someone just called it the idiot box the day before.

    “It has a thumb,” he said.

    Still clueless, so I asked what the name means.

    “Ok, it means iguana tooth,” he chirped, with enthusiasm still unwavering.

    Iguanodon!”

    “Correct. Next,” he said and got on all fours.

    He moved very slowly, and as he moved his bottom, I had the impression that there was a heavy tail, perhaps one that was clubbed, and could kill predators.

    “Anggkylours,” I guessed or whatever it was pronounced. It was a spiky armored dinosaur.

    “Ankylosaurus, but no. It was from that family though.”

    "Ankylosaurus magniventris reconstruction" by Emily Willoughby (e.deinonychus@gmail.com, http://emilywilloughby.com) - Own work. Licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons
    “Ankylosaurus magniventris reconstruction” by Emily Willoughby (e.deinonychus@gmail.com, http://emilywilloughby.com) – Own work. Licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons

    He mumbled something which I could not recall. If you must know, I am currently writing this recount with the help of google.

    He was not done. He acted again and this time round, I guessed it was a sauropod (four-legged, long neck, long tail, relatively small head in proportion) as he was on all fours. Occasionally, he looked up and stretched his neck to reach for higher branches.

    Shucks, I remembered watching Dinosaur Train where they showcased different sauropods. Some kept their necks up and reached the higher branches while others kept their necks low (diplodocus), depending on the type of necks they had.

    I could not think of any sauropods, and so I asked for the first letter.

    “B,” he shouted.

    “Erm, baryonyx,” I said, forgetting I had just seen it earlier when I was googling information on different vores.

    “No! Baryonyx was a piscivore. It ate fish,” he explained.

    “Erm, brac…” I muttered.

    “It’s brachiosaurus,” he said after I kept trying to say it.

    "Brachiosaurus DB" by Богданов dmitrchel@mail.ru - Own work. Licensed under Public domain via Wikimedia Commons
    “Brachiosaurus DB” by Богданов dmitrchel@mail.ru – Own work. Licensed under Public domain via Wikimedia Commons

    One more. He held his two arms up and stretched them and flapped his wings. He even said ‘rawk’, which was the sound made by the main characters in Dinosaur Train.

    “Ptero… Pteranodon!” I shouted excitedly as I finally got one correct.

    Charades with children was tough enough but charades about dinosaurs were even tougher! Where is he going to find a friend to play dinosaur charades with him?

  • First Staycation In Years

    First Staycation In Years

    My husband has a card membership for food and there is a complimentary hotel stay that is expiring. We booked a room at Orchard Hotel during the June school holidays. They wanted to upgrade us to a bigger room, but with two single beds. With 2 kids, we did not think it would make any difference.

    The room was tiny, and there were workers at the windows doing some work. We drew the curtains. The first thing El and Gar did when we entered the room was to jump on the bed. Hotel beds tend to be bouncier. The doctor had told El not to jump on beds, because the dust from it might trigger breathlessness, but it only made me sneeze non-stop.

    There was no free wi-fi, no free movies, and no DVD player. We should have brought a laptop along to screen videos to the children, because El demanded to watch Dinosaur Train, and we had to go back for the night. In any case, the room was too small for our family.

    The bathtub looked old, and there was a spot that looked damage. Unsure of how to bathe the children there, I guess it cemented the thought of going back for the night.

    We went out for tea, and settled at a nearby café. Gar refused to sit in the child’s seat, and the two were climbing up and down. Gar decided to take a plunge, and he dived head down into the table’s metal legs and base. I caught hold of his legs, but not before his head hit the metal parts and he had two big bruises. It has been nearly two weeks and the bruise is still there. He had another accident the next day when he dropped his iPad on his big toe, and it turned black.

    Gar also bit himself in his lips in the process, which I had no idea until a big ulcer was discovered two days later, and the doctor said it was due to a traumatic experience.

    We went to explore the hotel, but unfortunately, there was renovation work going on, so the swimming pool was not tranquil at all.
    chess

    There was a gigantic chess corner. Anyway, with two kids, we did not stay there too long. We don’t go swimming because the two children seem to be allergic to chlorine or something like that. I tried bringing Gar to the pool a week later, but he was howling all the time.

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    After that, we found the children’s corner, where it was just a padded room with very basic equipment for playing. El wanted to watch Ben 10 on Cartoon Network (which I did not want to subscribe to, but they end up watching DVDs and youtube videos instead) so we stayed there for a while.

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    In the evening, we went for buffet. This was the second buffet in days, because my husband wanted to use up the vouchers, but my diet plans flew out of the window. Not a foodie in the first place, so it was just normal in my opinion. There were Peranakan cuisine, seafood, Japanese food, and dessert.
    I am a unicorn.

    El suddenly wanted to go back, like what I had mentioned earlier, so we headed back, taking our luggage back with us. The next morning, we went back with Gar only. It was tough trying to get him to do his big business outside, and cleaning him up.

    That was our first staycation as a family, and I seriously doubt how our overseas trips would fan out, if any. Kudos to many of my friends who seem to go for family trips very often and are able to cope.

  • Carrot Vs Stick – Sticker Reward For Piano Playing

    Carrot Vs Stick – Sticker Reward For Piano Playing

    With lots of screaming and tears, I was close to stopping El’s piano lessons after one year. There were some spikes in interest, but most of the time, his interest was low, especially if you compare to his extremely strong interest in art.

    I knew that he did not like playing the piano because he was experiencing failure. Learning everything else such as dinosaurs, animals, countries, capitals and flags was extremely easy to him. Whenever he could not play the next note correctly, he would get extremely frustrated and throw tantrums.

    With the frequent meltdowns, people around me felt I was pushing him too hard. It was easy to let him give up, but I thought that he needed to know that it was alright to make mistakes, and that with practice, he should be able to overcome challenges and become more resilient. By not letting him learn how to fail, I would be doing him a disservice, as Dr Gail Post mentioned in her blogpost about failure as a life lesson. Dr Martha Beth Lewis also talks about reactions to failure by gifted children on piano playing.

    Suddenly, an idea came to me. Instead of forcing him to play the piano, I should make him like piano. Instead of using the stick approach, I should dangle the carrot instead. I told him that as long as he earned fifty stickers, he would be able to go to River Safari, where he could see gharials, beavers and pandas. It was a place he wanted to visit again, but I had been too busy to bring him to.

    Almost immediately, his attitude changed. He was willing to practise just one time, to get a sticker. Initially, I started with a sticker for each time he practise a song. Slowly, I was able to stretch it to a sticker for one song. He could choose leaves or marine creatures, or even lions and cheetahs. He started filling up his book. For each day of practice, he was able to get between three to five stickers.

    sticker reward for piano practiceWith practice, he was able to play better during his piano lesson, and it became more enjoyable. When we had reached around 35 stickers, his playing became much better. His teacher actually recorded him playing the piano without any errors, and sent a video to me. I was definitely extremely happy about that.

    el plays piano

    Despite this initial success, I knew that playing the piano was just another activity to him, and it was not something fun yet. According to Therese Haberman’s article about gifted children and play activities, she mentioned that getting children to practise the piano or other instruments would qualify as skill development instead of play. El was playing the piano because I made him do so.

    On one occasion, I started dancing to the music he was playing, when we discovered one instrument on the keyboard produced multiple notes when played. He laughed, and I played for him to dance. This was what piano should be about – fun, expressive and free.

    He had been drawing a lot recently, and then suddenly, he started composing his own songs, just when we were reaching fifty stickers. He drew different beats and wrote his own lyrics. There were some spelling errors but I decided that it should not overshadow his newfound interest.

    micheals tset music

    He included drawings too to decorate the page. He also played on the piano for me. These were just simple tunes, but the fact was he did all these on his own accord. He even asked for the keyboard to be switched on, when I usually had to ask him whether he wanted more stickers to go to the River Safari before he would walk to the piano.

    get yor hets

    I asked whether he needed a music manuscript book. He declined. When he played the songs to me, he realised that he needed the staff so that he would know what notes they were. Like what Haberman said, when a child writes a poem spontaneously or composes music on his own, that can be seen as play and relaxation. I am so glad he has found another artistic outlet.

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