My whole journey to this moment began with one little boy.
My son, Cohen, is 7 years old. He has ADHD, Autism, a tic disorder and Chronic Pain. He is to be tested for Dyslexia and for Failure to Thrive.
I decided to homeschool long before any of his diagnoses and it has ended up being one of the best things I could have done for him. His pain and anxiety, his struggles to read and write, would have labelled him something other than what he truly is:
But homeschool has not been easy. Especially maths. When the numbers move and the page is scary, there is no learning to be had.
Math was tears and trembling and both of us feeling worthless.
Something had to change.
The first elves that I made, Adam and Merribelle, were simple little things with purple cloaks and snowy hoods. I picked lavender from the garden and tied it into bundles of ten in order to teach regrouping to my frightened boy.
Math was amazing that day.
I will never forget the look on his face while I told him a little story and laid out the bundles of lavender:
“Adam and Merribelle are bundling lavender to take to market. Lavender is great for all sorts of things. Here, smell these flowers, aren’t they gorgeous? You can put some beside you bed to help you sleep if you’d like…”
Afterwards, I held him and stroked his hair and he said,
“I liked maths today”.
And so, here I am, typing these words.
I want to share the Elven Tales, the math tales, the songs and poems and pictures that have accumulated since that day.
Story is a gift from one soul to another.
This blog will be my gift to whomever might accept it.