The RenewaNation Review 2017 Volume 9 Issue 2 | Page 35

WORKING TOWARDS SUCCESS First, it was liberating for me to understand that despite my fears and limitations, and on some days more questions than answers, there was not one person on the planet who desired my son’s success more than I. This incited me to keep learning, to take a class and master reading and writing braille, and to think of creative ways to help Jesse understand math concepts. Most importantly, I asked God to send the people and resources into our lives that would assist us along the journey. SMARTER THAN YOU THINK Second, I would say to every parent who has believed they could never assist their special needs child in a private or homeschool setting that you’re smarter than you think! I smile now as I remember teaching Valerie, our firstborn daughter, to read. I sat with her day after day in our hot tropical house ten thousand miles from home. I kept my eyes glued to the teacher’s manual, not daring to change a word for fear that I would mess this up and she’d end up being an illiterate missionary kid. I was pleasantly surprised at how quickly she learned. It gave me a little more confi- dence but didn’t quite prepare me for teaching our blind son a few years later.   I decided I wanted to enter the world of “braille” with Jesse. With fear and trepidation, I enrolled in a braille correspondence class. Jesse and I learned the braille alpha- bet together. It was fun and challenging, and I surprisingly found quite doable, even for me. Desire and effort go a long way in enabling us to help our kids. Although math has never been my favorite subject, I tackled long division, multiplication, and fractions using an abacus. Surprisingly, it was a very cool way to do math. Sometimes Jesse and I would compete to see who could finish a problem first.   A very integral part of this “you’re smarter than you think” concept is knowing when you’ve exhausted your capacity with your child. Living in the third world during the first six years of Jesse’s education was daunting. I knew that I needed help. We prayed much about this need, and God put us in contact with a missions organization who trained Filipinos to teach the blind. They were located in Manila, several hours from our home. We discovered they had a teacher stationed only 15 minutes from us! She worked on a Bible school campus where she adapted curriculum into braille for several blind college students. Although she had only worked with blind adults, she agreed to work with Jesse three afternoons each week. This amazing woman laid the foundation for Jesse in braille and in so many other skills he needed to ensure his academic success. I learned with him, slowly and painstakingly, tapping out my own braille lessons on Jesse’s Perkins Brailler. PERKINS BRAILLER: a “braille typewriter” with a key corresponding to each of the six dots of the braille code. ABACUS: an oblong frame with rows of wires or grooves along which beads are slid, used for calculating. Jesse’s teacher, M ylen, him three aftern who worked with oons each week. 35