Showing posts with label GCSEs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label GCSEs. Show all posts

Monday, 5 January 2015

Homework with teenagers

Homework with teenagers

Let me just say this one thing. Homework should be banned. I am a mother to 5 children and a I’m a teacher; I rarely set homework, research maybe.

The reason being is I am not my children’s teacher when it comes to homework. I learnt maths differently than they did, I had to go to the library to research things and I don’t believe just ‘googling’ something is always accurate.

When the kids come home from school with their home/coursework, the teacher does not provide me with a copy of their aims and objectives for the lesson and kids being kids (well mine anyway) do the absolute minimum necessary to complete their homework.

What is annoying me at the moment is my son’s private school, who we pay to educate him in boarding school and who know we are in the middle of relocating from South Africa to Dubai over Christmas have sent over tonnes of home/coursework for him to complete. Most of it has to be completed online and the hotel wifi isn’t the best in regards to speed for downloading and connectivity.

As with the other children I’m fighting a battle to get this work down, he sits GCSE’s in 2015 then A levels. I had the same battles eith the other children, it hasn’t got any easier, I’m still wondering why I’m paying all this money for my sons education, especially as I only see him 4 times a year maximum and the entire visit each time, I’m nagging him to do homework..

Hubby has a solution he offered to the 15 year old this week, after seeing the pressure I was under that if he passes his GCSE’s to include English and Maths, he’ll buy him an Iphone 6 plus.


Now I wish I’d thought of bribary earlier. It would have saved a lot of hassle.

Thursday, 18 September 2014

From expat child into adult hood



I read a lot on the internet about Third Culture Kids, TCK from both the TCK and the parents. I read a lot on the internet from adults about their TCK experiences, but what I don’t read about is the tranisition period and what actually happens when you arrive in a new country as a child and the tranisition into adult hood back to your country of birth.

As expats who moved to South Africa in January 2011 with 2 children then aged 11 & 15 we never gave any consideration to what would actually happen to the children when they became adults and had to return to the UK.

The move was a stressful period in all our lives, no company support or help, despite the promises, but that only became evident on our actual arrival.

Rather foolishily, in hindsight, we trusted HR to have done their job, done research and to have consulted with the professionals prior to our arrival.

We had to have student visas in place for the children prior to their arrival and after supplying the relevant documents in regards to the youngests SENs and the new school requesting he sat an entrance test and information supplied to us that they would be attending an English school, visas were issued and 2 days after our arrival the children were in their new schools.

It became clear that towards the end of the first year that the youngest child was struggling in school, but as he was due a move into the senior school and after meetings with the staff it appeared to be ok, towards the end of the second year, I discovered that although they accepted he was dyslexic and provided additional support in the form of a reader and a scribe for tests and end of year exams they were not providing learning support during lessons. Then to our alarm they showed us a document from the company to say we would only be in the country for 2 years and therefore they hadn’t really been doing anything to support the youngest, despite us seeing the Ed Psych for a South African assessment who also diagnosed Dysgraphia, as well as being Dyslexic and we also obtained new Irlen glasses for him.

A very quick decision was made for him to return to the UK to boarding school so he could get the right level of support and follow the British Curriculum.

In the mean time the 15 yo was coming on in leaps and bounds. We left the UK 5 months prior to him sitting his GCSEs. We did consider delaying the move to accommodate him, but to be honest and this is something he admits he was aware of at the time, was that he was unlikely to get the grades he needed for further education. His behaviour improved and his attitude to study did also. He still ran with the in crowd, he was very popular and made 1st team cricket and rugby and played football with TUKS for the first 18 months.

Socially, the expat experience has made the biggest impact on the eldest and he has taken so much away with him from South Africa which he can use in his future, but it has left him at the age of approaching 20, without any formal qualifications in the UK.

With the school year starting in January, our son was 4 weeks short of his 19th birthday in December 2013 when he matriculated and due to his student visa expiring in January 2014 it was decided he would return to the UK. We couldn’t guarantee we would stay in South Africa for the next 4 years for him to complete Varsity and with the new changes to the laws in regards to foreign workers, it was the right decision as we are moving to Dubai within the next 3 months.

When our son aged 19 returned to the UK, he was an adult, no longer a child, he returned to live with family members while he submitted job applications, but we didn’t anticipate the hassles he’d have with returning as an adult, he had no NI number which took 8 weeks to apply for, I had to locate a child benefit number, which we’d stopped claiming when we left the UK. He had no bank account, no previous UK address, no utility bills, no evidence of him having lived in the UK as an adult. He was able to surrender his South African driving license for a fee and exchange it for a UK one, which gave him proof of address.

His interviews for the job he wants to do didn’t start until April 2014, so he returned to South Africa for a month before the next round of interviews in August.

Having done some research his matric is equivalent to A/S levels, it doesn’t translate into GCSEs without having it converted which will take another month or so, he would then have to obtain 3 A levels, which would take him another 2 years and would have to start now, meaning he would be nearly 22 before he could start a degree and he feels that he’s wasted this year already and just wants to get on with life.

In hindsight he should’ve completed his GCSE’s in the UK then followed the British Curriculum here for his last 2 years at school and sat A levels, then he could’ve returned to the UK at the same time, ready to make his application and would be starting University now.

My husbands company moved us a family to South Africa and left us to our own devices, as a teacher in the UK, I had knowledge how the education system and everything else works over there, I had no knowledge of how it worked here. We made mistakes because we didn’t know what questions we needed to ask, the youngest child is now sorted, his education won’t suffer from his experiences as an expat, TCK, child, but the eldest has.

The only thing that South Africa has shown the eldest child is that if you want to succeed it is all down to you.

I would like to advise all other expats with teenage children to carefully consider the implications of what happens to their child when they become an adult, especially in countries where obtaining work is almost impossible for a foreigner, what can happen to their child when they become an adult and have to return to their home country and the difficulties of doing so with foreign qualifications.

Wednesday, 16 July 2014

I get to be a mummy again for 5 weeks





My 15yo son arrived from the UK today and while he thinks he’s on school holidays, then coming to South Africa for holiday, he’s got another thought coming.

I won’t be made to feel guilty for him not living at home anymore, since returning to UK boarding school almost a year ago, because when we lived in the UK he was in boarding school and then we only lived 4 miles away, instead of the 6000 miles we do now.

I last saw him in April for 3 weeks and we toured the UK on bus, coach, train and foot, visiting his siblings. Hubby was also in the UK in May and took him to see family and friends, days out with his siblings and a deep-sea fishing trip. When he came out for Christmas we toured the coast line of South Africa, driving to Durban, down the Wild Coast to Port Elizabeth, the garden route, 5 nights in Cape Town then a drive back through the Karoo with Granny and his older brother.

For this trip we will visit the North Coast, to the beach for a week or so, we have safaris planned as his art course work is focusing on the plight of the Rhino’s and he needs photographs and video footage that he can shoot himself, rather than internet research and library copies. We are also planning a train trip to Cape Town for a few days, just me and him.

But we also have course work, revision to do. His school has emailed a list of what he has to do and they are ensuring he packs his study books in his suitcase. He starts his final year of GCSE’s this September and as the last of 5 children to sit exams I’m really not looking forward to the parenting side of the holiday in regards to home/coursework and revision. Between the 4 boys they know every trick in the book in regards to ‘looking busy, but doing sod all’ but they underestimate my powers as a parent, a teacher and a tutor.


I’m looking forward to being a full time Mummy again, even if it is just for 5 weeks and then the day 15yo returns to the UK, the 22yo and his girlfriend arrive for 2 weeks and that presents a whole different kind of parenting, as he left home aged 18, 3 months before we moved to SA and I’m not used to ‘parenting’ an independent adult.

Sunday, 14 August 2011

UK Riots

Arrived back in the UK to riots and looting....

The dictionary says Looting is valuables pillaged in time of war...

YOU ARE NOT AT WAR YOU STUPID UNEDUCATED PILLOCKS

I have a 19yo and a 22yo both male. The youngest lives in the UK and is training in hotel management and the eldest is in the British Army based in Germany.

The youngest worked really hard in school, managed the 5 GCSEs and has opted for the vocational route rather than Uni. The eldest couldn't be arsed and yet still got the 5 GCSE's and also opted for training rather than furhter education.

They work hard, they have full support from their family, they've caused us concern in the past, mates, trouble, attitude but they know if they want anything they have to work for it.

They are the same generation as the looters, which means by default, we are from the same generation as their parents...so what went wrong?

This country went down hill, in my opinion, when Mary Whitehouse died...Where do I send my application form?

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