The fifth circle (Anger) by Stradanus via Wikipedia I like helping.  I enjoy helping.  I derive satisfaction from helping.  However, seldom does homework fall under this category for me.  One would think it would.  It does not.  In our house it’s often a knock-down, drag-out fight involving a lot of shouting–sometimes from me.  Lots of weeping and wailing and spinning of the wheels–I also gnash my teeth.  The amount of resistance I encounter on some nights could power a small village and still have reserves.  Afterschool in our house can be compared to a scene from The Inferno.  Did I mention that I feel like weeping, wailing and gnashing my teeth?   …