Category: Parenting

Miss Agnes always said something was hard. … it would be hard at first like she said but we wouldn’t feel bad because she told us it would be. … and we’d feel really proud because we’d learned another hard thing.

Miss Agnes and the Ginger Tom by Kirkpatrick Hill

Saying that hard tasks are easy doesn’t motivate me. I know better. I distrust and disrespect the speaker. (Physical therapy proved that.)

I wish I had known to acknowledge the work I required of my children was hard in their eyes. Why did I tell them tasks or assignments were easy? Did I not want to tell my sons to do hard things? Did I think “easy” motivated more than “hard”? Most likely, the work seemed easy to me.

My homeschooling days are over, and my teaching opportunities are reduced. However, I’m still around. I need to acknowledge that seemingly simple tasks are hard for me as I age and celebrate their accomplishment.

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.

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.

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