Posts Tagged ‘victor’

When Things Turn Hard, Things Turn Stupid

It was one of those sessions where Victor wanted to anything but homework – mazes, read a Scooby Doo comic, video games. I reviewed his homework assignments and opened his math workbook, which he began to do. After a few minutes, he encountered a problem that was hard. “I don’t want to do this,” he protested, “This is stupid.” “You…

The Gateway Potter

Because there was no school for Victor last week due to the Thanksgiving holiday, I had a chance to visit his living quarters and watch him do the Reading Kingdom. The program works best if a child does it when he’s not tired, hungry or distracted. Unfortunately, Victor was all three. We worked amidst typical early evening chaos as his…

Success!

Success! Victor finally has Internet access and is going to town on the Reading Kingdom. He’s finishing up LetterLand, a beginning section of the program that teaches kids to master the keyboard so that they don’t have to hunt and peck for letters as the program advances. “You know,” I said to him, as he emptied his backpack and I…

They Call Me Mister Fry

A few weeks ago I saw a performance of They Call Me Mister Fry, a one-man show by an elementary school teacher in the Los Angeles Unified School District. As Mr. Fry inspired me to steal a few of his teaching techniques in tutoring Victor, I decided to interview him. They Call Me Mister Fry chronicles your journey in becoming…

The Last Mile

The “last mile” is a term used by telecommunications industry to describe the final leg in the journey to connect a person to a network. I’m experiencing my own last mile with Victor. Since the school year began we haven’t been doing the Reading Kingdom, because Victor doesn’t have internet access in his living quarters. Many other supportive conditions are…

In the Doghouse

Last week Victor was in the doghouse. I learned about his punishment from the office manager as soon as I signed in to the shelter: ten days of no electronic games. “My mom took away my DS,” he announced when we met. “What did you do?” I asked. “I was bad at school.” “What happened?” “I didn’t do my homework.”…