What you’ll need
- Half-gallon carton
- Heavy duty large straw
- Cereal box
- Glue stick
- Your A Papers from school
- Crayons or Markers to color your design
My Scholar Ship is a modified version of a boat craft I found online at: http://spoonful.com/crafts/love-boat .
How to make it
- Start with a clean carton. Cut off the plastic spout or tape the cardboard spout shut.
- For the bow, cut a 3¾- by 10-inch strip from a cereal box, fold it in half, and tape it in place as shown.
- Use tape and a glue stick to cover the carton with paper. Cut a mail slot in the ship’s top to store all your A papers from school.
- Use a glue stick to add stripes to the sides (Be sure to color a design on them first.)
- Poke a small hole the deck and insert the straw. Now tape your best A paper to it making a sail for the boat.
Be creative and have fun!
Don’t forget to send me a picture! Email it to Alexis@Via-E.com Or Post your picture on My Friends’ Stuff Art Board on Pintrest. (You first have to follow the board before I can add you to make your own posts)
Alexis’ books are called Alex Stories. Alexis likes having two names because they show her feminine side and her sporty side. When Alexis is at formal events or school she goes by the name of Alexis, but when playing with her friends and exploring her friends call her Alex. Alex is a special nickname that only her friends know and use. Do you too have a nickname too? In the picture below you see Alexis and her Storicolor®, storybook Alex picture. They are in front of her home in São Paulo, Brazil. Bring the home to life by coloring it. You can find more pictures to color in the Alex Storicolor book, Ten Acts of Kindness, found at www.Via-E.com.
Print the image below to have some coloring fun!
Here is a quick and easy craft that will delight your dollfriend loving girl. There just are not enough books for dollfriends to read, so here is a dollfriend sized version of Alexis’ Journal. You can find the girl sized version on http://via-e.com/alexis-character-counts-journal.html.
The older our children get, the less one on one time we seem to find with them. Between schools, sports, tutors, work…the minutes, hours, days speed past us. We don’t even realize it, until we happen to glace at a precious photo sitting on the mantel, wall or refrigerator door. You know the one…last year’s photo that now looks like it was years past because today’s face has the evidence that they are growing too fast for your comfort or heart.
Today while driving my youngest son and my new international student son to the high school of choice, I began …, “Nick, your sister Casey has made a case for a promotion at work…” I continue to tell him how she proactively crafted a solution to a problem and presented it to the new owner of the company where she works, “Don’t wait to be chosen as opportunities are usually too little and too late. Build your own opportunities. You have to act like a leader, before you will become a leader.” In the silence, I could see his now 14 year old mind considering my words.
Moments later glancing in the rear view mirror, I address my 18 year old international student son who’s in a Business program, and asked him what he thought about Apple’s new iPhone 5s product strategy. A fun discussion about the successful technology company ensued.
In these moments, there was more than teaching, there was bonding. The process of teaching and learning is just as powerful as gift giving and receiving. Some days we talk about girls and relationship concepts, football, basketball, difficulties at school, driving tips for new drivers…etc. In moments like these we can show we care and that we want to help our children achieve their goals. It’s the tone of your voice, the twinkle in your eyes, perhaps a squeeze of a knee…the language of love.
I thought to myself on the way home…why do I always do this–fill the quiet with learning? I’m a mom, I’m a teacher…but that’s not why. You see, my father did the same with me and now I share similar moments with my children that will last a lifetime…and more as they pass on the same to their children.
To become your child’s mentor, start with the little things they find important. It doesn’t take much time…just a car ride.
I dedicate this post to my 85 year old father. Thanks Dad for our many car rides together.
I often wonder why we allow medical marketing to convince us that the only way to happiness and social integration is by being “normal’. To whom is it to determine what is normal? How far can one deviate from the norm before it becomes a problem? When is the behavior reactive to environmental circumstances versus a chemical or mental deviation worthy of medical intervention. This last question is the scariest because that answer is left to millions of individual doctors all with different perspectives on when to medicate.
Though these thoughts apply to many behavior deviations from the so called norm, the one I wish to address is compulsive behavior. Why? Because it’s thumb-print is evident on individuals found all around us—maybe even within ourselves. My mom was a compulsive eater, my brother a compulsive drinker and me…well, I’m a compulsive worker with an insatiable desire to learn.
As we get on in years it affords a different lens to which we can look. Being reflective I find myself trying to understand and then ponder how to apply forward to help others. My observations led me to some conclusions that I’d like to share with the parents and guardians of our newest generations.
I believe compulsion is energy. A tightly wound ball of wonder. As it spins through its environment it seeks to pull all that it can from the point of interest. When set to a positive activity, the world is blessed with an individual powerful enough to leave a mark on the world. Steve Jobs is one of the most current examples but there are many, many more. When the energy is not directed, when it cannot be released, it becomes destructive to the bearer of the energy and even those within its circle.
Some may self-medicate through alcohol, drugs or food. Depression may set in, a feeling of being misunderstood, out of control behavior may become the release to a person who feels unable to relate to their environment…and the path to medical management starts.
There is a different path, one that does not quiet or disable the energy, but one that provides room for the energy to explore, grow and produce the wonderful results that only this type of energy and focus can. It is hard to raise a child with such energy. It may be hard to understand him or her much of the time, but these children were gifted an ability to climb the tallest mountains for a reason.
Help him or her find an outlet such as sports, art, music, academics…etc. It may be that these young ones have as many interests as there are days of the month…let them explore. Childhood where there is freedom to explore and learn allows for finding a purpose, interest or talent that will last a lifetime. Once this happens, these miracles of God will accomplish what few have the ability to do.