I know I'm preaching to the choir here, of all places, about miscommunication and its affect on, well, EVERYTHING. Family get-togethers that include my husband AND mema usually have something along this line happen: mema says something (anything), husband says “oh, but that's not actually correct, it's this...”, mema doesn't understand the correction only that she's being corrected and she considers the gauntlet thrown and she will not be defeated, husband didn't intend this reaction (debatable, if you ask me), but he will not be defeated either, so they continue back and forth. Really, you guys? Husband – she has no idea what you're talking about & you're fully aware of that, doesn't that mean, on some level, you already won? Just shut up & celebrate in silence. Mema – you have no idea what he's talking about, so why are you arguing an argument for which you have no basis to argue? Just ignore him entirely, go poke the baby & enjoy at least ONE moment in life.
Two days ago I walked into a bookstore, approached the literature section, and walked aisle after aisle looking for just the right book. I passed by a few that might have been, but they did not speak to me, so I walked on. At one of the last aisles, I saw a book that seemed to look straight at me. I picked it up. Nothing was that special about it, but I liked the name. It was called The Alchemist.
I bought it along with few other things.
It started slowly. But as it moved along, it caught me off guard as the events that took place for the main character unfolded in parallel with the life path that I am on. I sobbed and sobbed.
The Alchemist is about a boy who chooses to go on an adventure to find treasure, and because he does, finds his personal legend.
We all want our children to find their own personal legends. We want them to realize their full potential, find their true calling, and live a life that is fulling and optimally happy. Everyone deserves this.
I recommend that every parent and every teacher read this book to learn how to guide the precious children in their lives. And of course, we need to remember our own personal legends, and follow the life paths of our own creation.
A dear friend of mine picked up my book on parenting recently and said, “you know this is going to help a lot of people, you really should get it out there and let people know it exists.”
My book, “Teach Them How To Fish”, is an academic coaching guide for parents. It is a look at what really helps a child be successful in the most organic and natural way possible. It addresses the question, “how can we parents provide the right soil for our children to grow and be nurtured in so that they can rise to the occasion of their own lives in a way that is fulfilling for them?”
It is about doing everything that we can to provide a solid foundation for our children, looking at our own selves to teach by example how to be successful.
I wrote this book after my son successfully entered UC Berkeley School of Law at age 19, which was his goal; I recalled the coaching methods that I utilized to guide him. I also used the same method to help improve the academic standings of other students and clients of mine.