I’ve been trying to spend more time doing homework with my daughter. She comes home each week with some spellings and some maths.

Spellings I can do. She writes them out, I ask her to spell them back to me and then I show her how to use them in a sentence. We can discuss the meaning of words and how the same sounding word can have different spellings and meanings. I started her off early learning her to, too and two’s and there, they’re and theirs.

Maths is a whole different conundrum. Obviously I can do the basic level of maths. But how to explain it, that is the problem. Take for example, your times table.

**Me**: 3 + 3 + 3 + 3 + 3 = 15

Which is the same as saying

5 times 3 is 15.

**Mini Monster 1**: I don’t get it.

Me: You have five lots of three. Count them. The number three is written down five times. So five lots of three are fifteen.

MM1: OK

Me: So what is 6 times 3?

MM1 : I don’t get it.

I am left banging my head on the table in frustration. Homework time is not an enjoyable place for MM1 or for me. In addition (get it!) there are other factors to consider.

Take **language**. I say ‘subtract’. I may also use ‘minus’ or ‘less than’. MM1 has been taught ‘take away’. I asked her what she had learnt in arithmetic yesterday, she told me they didn’t do that at her school.

**Methods** change as well. MM1 was carefully drawing something called a number line to do some basic addition. I couldn’t help her – I didn’t have a clue what she was trying to do. Instead we spent a painful hour learning how to add up in columns, the way we did when I was a child. I am reliably informed that they don’t learn the time tables anymore, or at least, not the way we did. No more rooms of chanting children learning ‘three times three is nine, four times three is twelve.’

Don’t you think parents need lessons these days to update us in whatever it is our children are learning, so that we can do homework with them?

The biggest issue with doing our homework together, however, is **patience**. I apparently have **absolutely none.**

I mean, I already knew that I had very little.

But apparently, when it comes to explaining homework to my own child, I have none.

We both get fed up and irritable. There are tears and tantrums, on both sides. Six year olds cannot learn without climbing up and down from their chairs, lying half across the table, fiddling with whatever they can reach. Seriously, they cannot sit still.

**Grrrr**.

I have come to the conclusion that teachers are very special people. They are blessed with deep wells of patience. Clearly they took my share and possibly yours as well. Teachers are able to explain magical things like why two plus two does, in fact, equal four.

Teachers are amazing. They are very clearly also, absolutely, completely and utterly, no doubting it, totally insane.

Which brings me to my last discussion with my darling daughter.

**Take a deep breath!**

Me: Something minus 16 is 11. What is something?

MM1: What does minus mean?

Me: Take Away

MM1: What was the question?

Me: It’s written there. Something take away 16 is 11

MM1: I don’t get it

Me: You had some apples. I took 16 of them away. Now you have 11 apples. How many did you have in the beginning.

MM1: I don’t get what you want me to do.

Me: You had a lot of apples. I took some away. How many did you start with before I took them away,

MM1: My feet hurt.

Me: What?

MM1: I can’t think, my feet hurt.

Me: You had some sodding apples, I took 16 of them. Now you only have 11. **What are you doing now?**

MM1: Drawing a hand.

Me: Why are you drawing a hand?

MM1: So I can count the fingers.

Me: Why do you need to draw hands, you have hands?

MM1: I want to do it this way

Me: What are you counting?

MM1: I dont know.

Me: Sod the apples. I need a drink

my youngest just doesn’t get maths. When one day the answer was more than 10 and she had no fingers left she told me that the answer was “loads, maybe a million!”

LOL! I made the mistake of trying to teach my kid cousin math. Don’t even get me started! I think I scarred that poor kid for life. I never thought I would have the patience to ever be a teacher, but my year as a TA was actually fun 🙂 I’m not saying I loved the grading, but interacting with the students was great! 🙂

I NEVER got maths at school. My father was a maths genius and I just hated it. When it came to my kid’s homework I was okay until they reached about 3rd grade (LOL) so I would hand it over to hubby who did advanced maths in high-school. I totally understand how your daughter feels. Maybe you could get something she likes (like her favourite toys) and give examples of adding and subtracting with those (take something away that they really like and it hits a nerve). That’s the only thing I can think of – otherwise, I wish you the very best of luck! 😀

I know how frustrated you are! With homeschooling, I *had* to teach him math. I finally figured out that he needed to see everything. He was a hands-on kid, and if I could show him, and he could touch it, it was easier for him and for me.

We used buttons, paper clips, pencils, felt pieces, chocolate chips … I tried to use a different set of objects each time we sat down just to keep it interesting. Of course, if it had been a week since we used buttons, I used them again. My kid was super ADD.

Anyway, we used objects like this for all of basic math – add, subtract, multiply, and divide. He finally understood the terms and could later see it in his mind.

As for not memorizing the times tables, my kid didn’t either. Skip-counting was all the rage when I taught him, and that’s what we did. It sounds like your daughter is doing something similar.

I had him learn counting (skipping numbers) by twos first – 2 4 6 8 10 12, etc. to 20. Once he had that memorized with no fails, we moved on to threes. 3 6 9 12 15 18, etc. to 30. We didn’t move on to fours until the threes were mastered. This took a few weeks, but it was a way for him to see how he was multiplying. Once again, we used objects … and a number line … and a hundred board.

If any of this helpful, good. If not, I apologize for taking up your real estate here. If you want any more information about skip counting with a number line/hundred board, just let me know, and I can email it to you. It’s already typed up from years ago.

By the way … it took a lot for me not to drink in those days! 🙂

I love your comment about teachers!

Even though I am/was a teacher, I had difficulty working with my own children… luckily they were all pretty good in school. I just did not have patience for my own children, because I had used it all up that day on the children in my class! Maybe it’s not because you lack patience but just because you are the Mom!

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