It's been a constant battle to get E to go to school willingly. Everything was going very well until year 7 and then bang. We've just about reached the end of year 10 and I am not the only one dreading year 11.
Recently we had one of those major crying episodes which are always hard to follow, a nightmare to lip read. I usually walk away until the crying is over. This time it was about work load. Having had a few moaning sessions previously I was short on patience and understanding (heck she used up all my P&U a long time ago!). So I simply said, well you can either fail some of the exams or choose to figure out a work schedule. Imagine here, if you will, wails of, 'you don't understand...' Kids never realise you've been there, done it and got the t shirt do they?! I refrain from suggesting that O Levels were harder in my day!
The next morning she casually told me she'd done a mind map and felt better. Later that morning I had a look at it. Well OK, so I've failed on the language side of things but I've definitely passed on one of the most useful things I learnt from my Mum, and that was simply that problems never look so bad when they're down on paper!