Yesterday, our school had a special presenter in the school. She is a manga artist working out of the UK. It was opened up to a bunch of our English classes, but it was not offered to Monkey.
I asked Monkey to contact the teacher in charge of the event to see if she was able to attend. This is something of large interest to her. It would be a crime for her to miss it (yes, overly dramatic. Don’t care).
I was able to finally convince her to email the teacher when I had told her the teacher was expecting her email.
*sigh* I need to work on this with her. She hates to ask anyone for anything. She needs to learn it’s okay to ask.
Anyway, she was able to attend. She had a great time. I think she was able to see a different side of what manga can be.
Much of what the artist showed the class was stuff she already knew, but I think it was good for her to see that she does do a really good job with her art. And I think it was able to give her more insight to possible jobs she could have.
Either way, one major win was Monkey found someone with common interests with her through this experience. I had messaged her asking if she went to speak to the artist during lunch. She said, “Mom, hell/heck/whatever has frozen over. I spent lunch talking to someone!”. This may not seem like a big deal, but I had tears in my eyes. I know it may have been a one time thing, but my amazing and talented daughter put herself out there and talked to someone. She interacted with someone other than us. It was a miracle.
I did purchase one of the artist’s books and get it signed for her. She was so happy to get it.