Our church that we attend hosts the sermons online in real time. We have several services. That requires a dedicated “Tech Team” to work those cameras and lights and such. All I did was ask around how one could get on such a team and was able to get an interview with the head guy, Joe.
During the interview Boy had taken a picture of the tile and played around with it on his cell phone. He’s doing that all the time. It has a Photoshop type program. Joe was so blown away by this. Heck, we are blown away by what Boy sees and does with that phone camera program! He instantly got a place on the team.
Joe told Hubby a few days later that he is impressed how quickly Logan has caught on and has as much work as Logan has time for with school starting back up. Now Logan wants to practically sleep at church. He is enjoying learning all there is to know about how the cameras and all the equipment works. I believe that he is finding a new path for himself and I couldn’t be happier.
Every since he was little, and could barely hold a crayon, he’s been doodling. Our house in Ohio had his artwork on many, not all, the walls. Some I washed off and some I didn’t. See, they were quite good little drawings, very intricate and detailed.
I always thought they were art.
But, I’m the boy’s mother.
One of the “last straws” for us before withdrawing Boy from public school was at his parent-teacher conference in 1st grade. The teacher said that Logan was a fun boy to be around, he was creative in art and loved literature but he hated math with a passion.
In fact, even though he knew the answers to the math quiz he instead drew a tiny, very detailed picture of himself sitting at his desk thinking of monsters. Then he drew circles from that “thought cloud” to another picture of a monster thinking of a monster thinking of a monster…all around the edge of the worksheet until the thought clouds led back to the boy sitting at the desk.
Logan later told us that he was so afraid the monsters were thinking about him while he was thinking about them that he forgot about the math quiz.
I was amazed that each monster was completely unique and very detailed. Now, this boy has ADHD, alright? Detailed and unique are not words that go along with that diagnosis. My mother had been an artist so I had seen this dedication to beauty before.
This was not an insolent child, this was a budding artist in front of me.
Of course, I am still making him sign and date all of his doodles. Who knows, that might be retirement money one day!
By the way, Boy is only 15 years old. Doesn’t he look so grown up in this picture? He’s a March baby but has always been of the large variety of boy.
What happened to this kid in the picture below? The kid who I had explain to that “wash” implied using soap. The kid who I had to tell “slowdownslowdownslowdown already!” again and again. Now, he’s still going fast, growing up and pushing onward.
Am I ready for this change? I don’t know but I am certainly glad it is a great career path and it is in the church! If I knew then what I know now, I might not have worried so much.
Haha! Yeah, who am I kidding? Oy.
What passions are you learning your child has and where might that lead them? I’d love to hear about it!