Everything I thought I understood or believed in disappeared. I looked at my child and I saw god. Every day since has been a lesson. Each lesson builds on the lesson before. The curriculum is involved and interdisciplinary.
All questions are multiple choice and sometimes none of the choices are correct.
My daughter is an excellent teacher. She has the patience of a Bodhisattva. Right now Holli is having a medical mystery. I haven't written about it because I have no answers and no facts. Today I watched a technician draw three vials of blood from her arm.