Book Recommendations, Homeschooling, Parenting

Seven Laws of the Learner

The same Hebrew word means to learn and to teach. Do you realize the significance of that? We can’t separate teaching from learning … Teaching is what the teacher does in the student. 

Seven Laws of the Learner by Bruce Wilkerson

Seven Laws of the Learner changed my outlook. I had taught at two universities and homeschooled my sons over a decade before I read Wilkerson’s book and watched his DVD series. I more clearly saw my ultimate responsibility with both parenting and homeschooling and made immediate changes.

I had expected too much maturity and independence from my teenagers. If they weren’t learning, whether academically or non-academically, then I wasn’t teaching.

Regarding homeschooling, I took ownership of their weekly literature and biology vocabulary. Tiddlywinks were the markers and M&Ms the reward for Bingo vocabulary games. (My youngest claims he would have learned the words faster if I had let him fill up on M&Ms before Bingo started.) I looked for hands-on activities as I had done in earlier years. I stopped assuming that my guidance and creativity were less needed.

Another excellent parenting /teaching resource is Summarization in Any Subject: 50 Techniques to Improve Student Learning by Rick Wormeli.

Family, Memories

100 Years

My father, who was born September 12, 1926

My father was only five years older than I am today when he passed. We never know people fully, especially our parents, but the years since then have taught me much.

While my mother regaled us with her college exploits, my father said little beyond his college dances and his photography for the college yearbook. Five years ago, I read that yearbook. My father was also an editor and involved in multiple clubs. He roomed with my Uncle Floyd, who told me about their racing cars around town.

I recently learned that my father taught my cousin the box step. Why not me I wondered, and then, realized she is fourteen years younger than me. My father was retired at that time.

Until I was in my thirties, I never knew or even suspected that my father and his brothers were physically and emotionally abused. Two uncles revealed their experiences. I’ve read that breaking a cycle of abuse is hard, but my father did. He was upbeat, kind, and attentive. I consider that his greatest legacy, which overshadows the parental shortcomings that grieved when I was younger.

Book Recommendations, Homeschooling, Parenting

A Year Of Learning

With Miss Agnes the world got bigger and then it got smaller … she told us all the things that were bigger than us, the universe and all that, and then all the things that were smaller. Too small to even see.

Before Miss Agnes came, we didn’t know people like us could learn that much …

The Year of Miss Agnes by Kirkpatrick Hill

I was intrigued when I first saw The Year of Miss Agnes in a catalog. While I was on a library waiting list, a dear friend gifted me this book.

As I read about this Alaskan, one-room schoolhouse in 1948, I longed for a slower pace that allowed for more music, the wall map from my homeschooling years, and the timelines I never made.

I wasn’t alone. The villagers in the book get drawn into the learning adventure. One carries a timeline in his pocket. Another studies the class map. A few meet with Miss Agnes after hours to improve their reading. For me, it was a reminder to be a life-long learner.

I think I’ll work my world map puzzles.

PS There’s a sequel, Miss Agnes and the Ginger Tom.

God's Faithfulness

Thriving Where One Lands

This week, my husband sent me a snapdragon photo like the one below.

Where was this?

Obviously, the post was nearby but the rusted black didn’t match our wooden mailbox post or our white porch railing.

The answer was a surprise.

The snapdragon was too high to be placed without a ladder. How could an entire flower be blown by the wind?

Upon further examination, this flower was growing in soil. The post has been in place over twenty-five years. My husband believes leaves were trapped and decayed during that time.

An internet search revealed that snapdragon seeds are small and light enough to be caught by air currents and carried for short distances. Their size allows them to nest in small crevices, where they usually don’t have the right light and temperature to survive.

The Source: Snapdragons on my porch

This summer, my family experienced multiple storms and violent winds. We survived but so did a tiny seed that was tossed upward. The seed grew in unexpected and seemingly undesirable conditions.

The Word of God has been compared to a seed. It can also thrive in unexpected and seemingly undesirable conditions.

Parenting

Honoring Our Children’s Work

When I viewed the items below at the Smithsonian Renwick Gallery in Washington DC this week, I was more impressed with the preservation than the items.

Zephyr means light wind or west wind.

Who saved this boat made by a 12-year-old boy in 1835? The boy? His parents? Who was next? How many hands touched the boat during the past 191 years?

Girls practiced the stiches needed to make and mend clothes

Who saved these sewing samples made by a nine-year-old girl in 1882? The girl? Her parents? Who was next? How many hands touched the sewing samples during the past 144 years?

One son used soap cartons to make drawers for his brother. I kept it over 25 years before it became too worn.

The soap box mini dresser—made with care, love and creativity—is dear to my heart. I like to think that the objects at the Renwick’s State Fair Exhibition were saved for the same reason. The people who loaned the 1835 boat and the 1882 sewing samples to the Smithsonian never met their creators, but they honored family history, the children, and the people who loved them.

I wonder if the items’ stories were also passed down?