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Lavender and Roses
Sunday, May 11
Autumn Ramble
We went on a nature walk this afternoon, hoping to catch a glimpse of toadstools after the autumn rains. In amongst the bus, the mosses and the green, we saw a New Zealand Robin. It's only the second one I have ever seen. Happy Feet took great delight in telling Dad what it was.
My husband managed to get this shot, being surrounded in bush we had to use the flash. This little guy was unconcerned. He hung around for about 5 min. It was a special Sunday afternoon treat.
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Tuesday, April 29
A fresh wave of learning
My books have arrived, and I've enjoyed settling down to read my way through them. I've been encouraged. I've remembered what the point of a Classical education is - the cultivating of the mind to recognize truth, beauty and virtue. A simple statement, but it lets me focus what we are trying to achieve and the path for the journey.
In the last year I've struggled to see the point of lots of what we do. Other things I love but couldn't say why. Always its seemed strange to admit that that we do both Greek and Latin.
What I have discovered is the purpose behind what we do, or at least I have re-found it under the programs that were supposed to make it easier. I have also come to see that each of us needs to put that journey together for ourselves. There isn't classical in a box, because it isn't a set course of study, its a conversation, a journey. Along the way are tools to be mastered, a command of language, tools for thinking and analyzing, ways of thinking, and a vista of history and thought that gives us a backdrop against which to evaluate our understanding of what it means to be human.
We are still mastering the tools, learning to read, learning how English works, discovering the precise thinking of Latin, and the creativity of Greek, surveying the highs and lows of history, learning to observe our world and storing away ideas to chew on later. I need to work through what we need to acheive on the journey for each skill.
The pressure to finish the text, complete the program in this year - has faded in light of a process of learning how to learn, how to think and how to express oneself. The united whole will be challenging and I'm not ready to go their yet. but we are still surveying the landscape seeing the big picture. The time will come to dig deep.
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Monday, April 28
Autumn break
As the local schools break for the year we've gone against the trend. We aren't seriously on holiday, although with Dad about more than normal - no classes to teach, we aren't fully on school either.
Our days are changing to find the pattern that I hope will be our daily routine. Its a little softer at the moment as someone likes to sleep in when they don't have to be at work by ....
So our days look something like this for now,
- After breakfast, whenever that may be the kids and I work through light schedules. Two of my children are happily working through an assignment based tick-list in their rooms. I wander through and make sure they understand what they are doing and stop for discussion as I have the opportunity. Einstein sits at the kitchen table where I can more actively nudge and encourage him.
- After lunch we head off to our separate spaces for an hour os quiet time - simply time to relax, think, read or create without interruption. It helps to stop the rivalry that was becoming a bit of an issue. (For me its been a time to re-connect with what a classical education is and isn't.)
- The afternoons are a mix of enjoying some family fun, catching up with friends or interactive creative time. its been nice ot set aside some time to be instead of rush.
I've enjoyed the routine and am hoping that as the term gets underway we can happily continue. hopefully this will be the pattern of our days throughout the next year or so.
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Wednesday, April 16
Freedom and quiet
I am hoping that I have stumbled on a solution to our over-busy mornings. As a family we both love and struggle with routine. We need the routine to function. One of our main routines is to do school all together at the dinning room table straight after breakfast. The four of us around the table is lively situation, sometimes we bounce of each other, sometimes we just bounce.
As a family we seem to need the routine in order to get through our days work, but it's often a stressful place to be, especially for this quiet loving mum.
Regardless of my efforts to keep everything stable and settled also has its routine struggles - the child who routinely can't find his books, or gets distracted so that everyone else has to wait. Niggles and children winding each other up also play a part despite my attempts to prevent it.
If I give way to no routine, or even put something differrent in the routine - we loose our way and virtually nothing gets done. Whether it be a homeschool outing, a visitor dropping by, friends, or simply something out of the ordingary that occurs the work stops at the slightest opportunity. It's just how we are.
Yesterday was one of the days when the distraction of the rain and misplaced books left us with the feeling of looming chaos. The arrival of my rainbow order was the final straw. the morning ended with three hyped and boisterous kids looking to blow off steam.
Couple this with a growing sense that we should be learning and mentoring, not just getting it done and ticking it off - and suddenly we have a change in how we order school and I hope its a good one, but for now the kids are released from the dining room table to spread out and work on there own with me falling into a role as mentor not timekeeper. They have a list of work to get through, and I wander from child to child through the morning depending on what they are doing.
Today it went well.
Only my middle boy is left at the kitchen table, he's the one that needs to be nudged more than the others. For the first time in ages he managed to do all his morning work.
My youngest loved the day, and seems quite at home working in his room, (but then he's the one that announced at 7 1/2 today that you cant trust the "us" endings on Latin nouns to show declensions because he just found a third declension noun with that ending.)
My oldest had a good day as well. She changes her work habits based on her confidence for the day - sometimes she flies, sometimes she simply looks out the window and waits for the cavalry... today the cavalry managed to give her a nudge that sent her soaring for a little longer.
We gathered for our read alouds and project time. The read alouds went well, the project working together on the white-board reminded me why we had done this.
I am more convinced that this is where we need to move long term, partly together, mostly separate, so that each gets one on one direction without it being a general conversation. We're keeping some together stuff - an hour at afternoon tea for discussion, read-alouds and projects that need more mess or discussion than our rooms allow. (although afterthis afternoon I will choose our together projects carefully)
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Tuesday, April 15
Drip Drop - opps
Yesterday it started to rain, and today has continued not simply the gentle drizzle that dampened the top of the soil in the last couple of weeks but steady real rain.
Unfortunately this has left us with a series of drips in the house - The skylight in the kitchen has sprung a leak, as has the window in the lounge. Nothing serious and nothing that my husband wont fix in the weekend, but drips in the meantime and an excuse for 2 enthusiastic kids to find reasons not to do school. Some days.....
Then again the farmers are happy. They had enough gentle stuff yesterday that hopefully this simply soaks into the earth. The power company must be happy - they must have been wondering what would happened if lake levels dropped much more, after all our lake is over a meter light at the moment - and its not a small lake.
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Thursday, April 10
Stepping up to 7th grade.
Next year - that is 2009 will see my oldest enter 7th-ish grade. She's not quite likely to be ready, so apart from the subjects that get their by the do the next thing method. We will probably wait for a year or such. But the question raised itself or are we going to do a classical ed, or simply a language arts based, living book one. The though of the first scares me a little as we get closer, not that I don't want to go there , I just don't feel confident.
It is good for me to admit this because it has been a long time since I have really had to admit that - but there it is Logic, Rhetoric and the progym scare me. Normally not much academic does- I can normally get my head around most things if I can see it - but these things are a little harder to see. At least they are from here in New Zealand.
So yesterday I took the plunge and ordered all the books that I have been avoiding for years - mainly because they didn't have direct relevance to our school days ...
My 2008 Reading list
- Climbing Parnassus: A New Apologia for Greek and Latin Tracy Lee Simmons;
- "Poetic Knowledge: The Recovery of Education" James S. Taylor;
- "Socratic Logic 3e: A Logic Text Using Socratic Method, Platonic Questions, and Aristotelian Principles" Peter Kreeft;
I'm hoping that at the end of this I will have a clear picture of the way ahead. Having finally ordered the books, and resisted the feeling of panic that maybe I was out of my depth, I feel excited about the new journey. it will be good. My husband has even offered to read some of this alongside and the company will be good.
Now we just need the winter rains and the warm fire to complete the picture. The snow below is wishful thinking, the closest real snow to here will be at much higher altitudes than we are.
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Monday, April 7
A Picture in Green, Purple and Orange
Monday, March 31
Enjoying Poetry
Sometime at the start of this year I picked up one of the kids poetry books - ones that we kept the poems we had memorized. I realize how much I missed this part of our days.
Reading through a poet over a term just wasn't as much fun as memorizing three poems and living with them.
I suspect a couple of trips into town and the kids playing with the lines and the squares and being careful of bears had an effect as well. (Courtesy of Robert Louis Stevenson). Poetry just isn't the same if it doesn't become part of the everyday. So yes morning poetry memorization has come back - and we're enjoying Longfellow.
We started with the children's hour - imagery of kids climbing over Dad's or Granddad's chair at the end of the day.
The current poem is a little more subdued, a little deeper, but I've enjoyed it and hoped that with its powerful imagery the kids have too. We've been memorizing the "Village Blacksmith".
We added in the following verses in the last two days ;
Toiling,---rejoicing,---sorrowing,
Onward through life he goes;
Each morning sees some task begin,
Each evening sees it close;
Something attempted, something done,
Has earned a night's repose.
Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend,
For the lesson thou hast taught!
Thus at the flaming forge of life
Our fortunes must be wrought;
Thus on its sounding anvil shaped
Each burning deed and thought.
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Sunday, March 30
The Ant and the Grasshopper with a Twist.
One of our recent variations on language arts was to have fun with retelling a story. Here are some of the variations that the kids came up with.
Dancing Butterfly's Story
The Ant and the Grasshopper
Retold as
The Selfish Moth.
Hi, I am a squirrel. One summer day I was collecting nuts in the forest, near a hut. It got late and I was about to leave when I saw a moth. She was trying to get at a lamp on the window sill. So I said to her, “What are you doing, Moth? You know you won’t get it.”
Then she hoarsely replied, “I am getting this flower, and I will get it. You are being silly, to ask me that.”
“Why are you determined to get that lamp? Why don’t you go and get at the flowers over there?” I said to her.
“No, they are the person’s vegetables and I don’t like them. Anyway I will not leave this flower no matter what you say. This one is bigger and prettier that the other flowers too. You are truly being silly about the matter.” the moth said rudely. “And what did you say about me getting at a lamp?”
Then I said to her, “You know there is glass between you and the lamp. There is no way around the glass. You see, it is inside a hut. And what do you need a lamp for?”
“I told you, this is a flower, not a lamp,” she screamed at me.
So I gave up the fight, and I left her because she would not listen to me, and ran home.
Then a cold storm came. And in an old pine tree with my nuts I had a happy time, all warm and out of the snow. But {for the moth} after the storm I was gathering nuts again and I went by the hut. And as I suspected at the window, lying on a ledge, was the poor, dead moth that I tried to save. She had had the most painful punishment. It was too hard to bear for the poor moth, and her lesson was:
Don’t try to get what you can’t, but get what you need to live in the days of need.
Einstein's Story
THE HUNTER AND HIS SON
One day a man went hunting to collect food for the winter. In the winter he and his family had plenty of food to eat. But when his son grew up he was silly and did not gather food for the winter. That winter seemed long. He and his family had no food. He knew he had been foolish and that he needed to:
Prepare for hard times.
Happy Feet's variation.
The Squirrel and the Rat.
A Rat sat on a log playing with his tail. He was very happy. A Squirrel came along with nuts in his cheek pockets. The Rat said “Come and play with me.” But the Squirrel said “I have to store up as many nuts as I can for winter.” “Why bother about winter, we have plenty of food present.” said the Rat. But the Squirrel went on.
When winter came the Rat was dying of hunger, because he didn’t have much food. He saw the squirrels distributing nuts and seeds from the stores they had collected in the summer.
Then the Rat knew: "It is best to prepare for the days of need."
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Sunday, March 16
A homeschool journey, a homeschool mentor
As I first started our home school journey I stumbled from site to site trying to understand what I was meant to be doing. Within the first year I found myself intrigued by the idea of Classical ed, and stumbled upon the website of the Parker family.
Over the years I have gotten to met Beth in the land of email groups. Her web pages continued to guide my journey - rounding out my understanding of some of the Veritas' Press offerings, adding information, providing hundreds of links to challenge my thinking or provide resources that would help stretch the home school budget. 'When I wondered how it would all turn out I could see the pages she posted of her daughters work and be encouraged by her summary of how and why she home schooled.
Entering into email groups gave the chance to get to know her better, and to receive from her generous spirit.
It was with a heavy heart I drove home late one evening last year having heard the news that the cancer that had been kept in check was once more advancing. As I prayed with my daughter the words of Amazing Grace kept flowing through my mind, the assurance that even as we say goodbye, the doors of heaven swing open to those who love God and are called by his name.
"Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me....
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.
T'was Grace that taught...
my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear...
the hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares...
we have already come.
T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far...
and Grace will lead us home.
The Lord has promised good to me...
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be...
as long as life endures.
When we've been here ten thousand years...
bright shining as the sun.
We've no less days to sing God's praise...
then when we've first begun.
"Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me....
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.
The heaviness continues as the chemo. stops being an option, we pray for a miracle, a last minute reprieve and we pray for mercy, grace and peace. I am increasingly grateful, that God loved us enough to come, to die on the Cross for our sins, to call us to repentance and faith, and to throw open the gates of a new heavens and new earth where every tear is wiped away, every failure covered, and we can rejoice in the goodness of God and his creation.
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