The other day I told Daughter about a training program she might be eligible for in the future. The program has a campus and dorm, and offers vocational services for people with various disabilities. She was offended when I mentioned it. I had hoped it would motivate her. This morning we're at the church where I'm doing an extended training with one of our boards. She will go for a walk with a member at 11:00, color and watch DVD's in the room next to where we're meeting, and join us for lunch and coffee break. I told her that I would pay her to shovel the walk. The pay could be anywhere from $5 to $20, depending on the quality of the work and the length of time it took her to finish the job.
Now we've been having major battles over snow shoveling, with her insisting she can't do it. Today she decided that my offer sounded like a good deal. She went on to say that she could save the money for when she goes off to school. My hope has been that by showing her possibilities for her future, she would have hope and be motivated to do better. Today, I am cautiously optimistic. Maybe it will work to motivate her. Maybe. There weren't possibilities that could motivate her in Tiny Village. Another reason this has been a good move for both of us.