Last Monday was my son’s first time to join a math quiz bee elimination round, he got in third place for the top ten highest scores.
Then today, he got the highest score for the five students who will vie for the final two slots.
Among the five, he scored the third highest, missing a point to tie with the second placer. Oh well, I guess it’s not meant to be that he compete in the Math Quiz Bee.
Of course I’m disappointed but my hubby, who is ever so objective, pointed out that he probably wasn’t concentrated on the quiz details because he was torn between going to a BSP 4 day camp starting tomorrow (which he isn’t sure he is going to attend just in case he gets to compete in the Math quiz bee) and attending a Saturday rehearsal for the Drama Club’s yearly big production.
So I guess, being a former homeschooler, he didn’t do bad. Though he could have done better.
She said they had the first elimination round for the Math Quiz Bee and she got the second highest score among her classmates.
Oh? I asked.
Yes! She said, with her signature look and furrow between the brows. She has mixed feelings that I don’t believe her.
For a while, I did feel surprise, not that I doubt she can do her best but because I was happy for her.
I am happy, deliriously happy. Why? Because math is her waterloo. The younger daughter has so much difficulty doing math problems that we used to be up late with me teaching her how dynamic subtraction is done and why this is even related to division. And when we do this, she gives me blank looks. And tears at times.
I told her, I want her to do her best to get a slot in the Math quiz bee but getting that second highest score is already a win for me.
I also told her that if she sets her heart with what she wants to achieve, she can overcome her difficulties.
I have been meaning to post at least a photo or a short article about the time the 4th grader did a reporting in front of the class. Yes, I was there to take photos! Such as I was there during his educational field trip as a chaperone.
Talk about being a mamarazzi huh?
The son wanted to use the laptop for his presentation for his report on Central Visayas but we said no, he has to do the traditional way. He was particularly proud to show their photos in Bohol, home province of hubby’s family where they sometimes spend summer vacations. Bohol is a part of his report.
The report went well I think. I sat at the back of the room and never uttered a word nor moved an inch since it was my son’s moment.
The children went ga-ga over the many souvenirs he gave away like key chains and bracelets. These were given to those who listened well and answered his questions correctly. The classmates also loved the food samples from these provinces that he distributed.
Cebu City ang pinakamatandang siyudad sa Pilipinas. Narito ang imahe ng Santo Nino de Cebu (Holy Child Jesus of Cebu) na ibinigay kay Raha Humabon mula sa reyna ng Epsana bilang relago. Ito ang pinakamatandang imahe sa Pilipinas at ito ay matatagpuan sa Basilica de Santo Nino. Ang mga Kastila, sa pangunguna ni Ferdinand Magellan ay sumakop sa Cebu.
Kabisera: Cebu City
Populasyon: 3, 850,989 (2007)
Sukat ng Lupa: 5,088.4 sq km
Topograpiya: mayroong mga burol, bundok at kapatagan. Napaliligiran din ito ng mga baybaying-dagat
The Solar System, our Solar system consists of eight planets revolving around the Sun. Each planet has its own satellites or moon. There are also minor planets, meteoroids and comets that can be seen in the Solar System.
My children are up before the sun is up. They HAVE to wake up at 5am (half an hour earlier for the oldest child) to get ready for school. There are days that there’s no more time for breakfast, just a quick drink of warm milk or a few spoonfuls of oatmeal before the school service goes beep-beeping.
More often than not, they just bring their breakfast with them to school. Sometimes they bring sandwiches or oatmeal. And fruits and/or milk. Plus other food I’ve prepared for them.
They have to be in bed around 8 – 8:30 pm. And while they are sleeping, I have to get their stuff ready: uniforms for the next day and snacks to bring. I also check on their bags to see if they have extra shirts to use and/or all their school stuff are inside.
I want to say I can’t wait for summer which means I don’t have to wake up at 4:00 everyday but that would mean 3 bored and hungry kids in the house.
