This	is	my	son	Yuki.	He	is	5	1/2	years	old.	He	was	born	with	a	condition	called	hydrocephalus.	
His	teachers	at	school	told	us	that	Yuki	was	not	working	at	challenging	puzzles.	They	asked	us	to	
give	him	a	24	piece	puzzle	at	home.
He	struggled	and	asked	for	help.	Instead	of	helping	him,	I	described	the	number	pieces	he	had	
connected.	
"Now	you	have	3	pieces	in."	
"Now	you	have	5	pieces	in."	
Each	time	he	smiled	and	kept	going.	He	finished	that	24	piece	puzzle.	
So	we	gave	him	a	50	piece	puzzle,	harder	than	anything	he	has	done	before,	and	he	did	that,	too.
Here	he	is	with	a	new	100	piece	puzzle!	
He	was	very	cheerful	in	the	beginning...
...but	as	you	can	see	he	was	very	frustrated	after	the	26th	piece.
He	had	been	working	for	20	minutes.
He	got	up	and	went	away.
When	he	returned	a	day	later	he	added	
another	18	pieces.	
The	following	day	he	was	very	focused	
and	eager	to	complete	the	puzzle.		
He	 was	 asking	 me	 where	 each	 piece	
was	 supposed	 to	 go.	 Instead	 of	
answering	his	question.	I	described	the	
colors	on	each	piece	and	he	started	to	
group	them	by	color.	
In	40	minutes	he	completed	the	puzzle	
with	a	big	smile.
"I	did	it!"
"Mommy,	I	am	happy."
In	fulfilling	the	assignment	I	created	a	documentation	panel	that	tells	the	story	of	my	
Project	of	Understanding.		
I	put	it	up	on	the	wall	in	Yuki's	room.	
Of	course,	Yuki	looked	at	it	again	and	again.
The	story	continues	when	Yuki	faces	making	his	bed	all	by	himself:	
Yuki:	"I	can't	do	it,	Mommy.	I	need	help.	I	want	you	to	do	it	for	me."	
Me:	"I	felt	the	same	way	when	I	was	little,	but	my	dad	told	me	that	it	is	important	to	learn	how	
to	do	it	by	myself.	The	fitted	sheet	goes	on	first."	
Yuki:	"OK.	I	will	try."
35	minutes	later...

My son Yuki