This was our exam week, which was also a vacation week of sorts. We are enjoying it so far. The girls worked on video taping and editing some narrations, writing others, told me about their favorite Corot painting, played their instruments pieces, sang hymns and folk songs, did some math, answered some grammar questions, etc. (My exam pages had more items to answer to, but that’s ok, they did what they did, and, as always, they surprise me with what they know, remember, and how much they care, and it’s always a good opportunity for me to reflect on the past three months.
We all need to find our best way and pace. I believe it was good for us to put closure to these first months, and call our first term finished. What we will do it’s to continue with the rest of the non finished readings this term in our next one in January. In the mean time, we will be doing a “holiday term”, or Thanksgiving/Christmas related readings and more. (If we get some more of the lesson books, that’s welcome too 🙂
I made this simple autumn banner just for fun, while the girls were happy drawing and cutting some items (Olaf and Molaf, 🙂 for theirs.
We had dentist today, and it’s such a blessing to never have any problems at all with the girls’ teeth. My oldest wore a retainer and partial braces, but after that, her teeth now remain straight and beautiful.
Health is something we overlook when we have it. Right now I know many who don’t enjoy a good measure of health, and my heart aches for them. I also know others who are moving or soon will move, or that recently move. That’s also hard. And others are expecting new ones. Life is at different stages for us all. As my dentist said, (she is a woman of 70+ with vitality and the heart of a child), we need to keep up that positive outlook, that happiness that comes from the inside. That’s right. And don’t forget the Lord, he has the whole world in His hands.
This girl you see below will soon be nine. She is right now typing a narration about Leonardo Da Vinci, and I pasted her narration of Pagoo. (She used those different colors and all). I love her to pieces. She is my Craftsman Person (if you care for my newly discovered source of fun, the Meyer Briggs Personality Tests). She is also my rule abide girl, my independent thinker, who also likes to joke.
Pagoo was a hermit crab he was just the size of a pencil dot when he was born,
On Wednesdays, when I take my girls to piano for one, violin for the other, practice, I usually go to a nearby coffee shop and enjoy a coffee while reading a book. For the morning, I choose education, or philosophy, and I write on my common place book. So my mornings with the girls doing practice will be forever linked to Minds More Awake, by Anne White. We had a rough couple of months, August and September, we all hit a wall with music practice. But we have a very special teacher. She was homeschooled, and she is now a young mom. I remember crying in the car while reading Anne’s book section on the will, and how to raise our children, and calling my dear husband for some clarity, and praying for guidance. And He is always faithful, I can tell you we are finding our way this year much more than any other year. Things are starting to settle down. (And it was a good “cry”, the book it’s that sunshine after the rain).
This part dealt with the uselessness of testing, or the limits of testing. I love when he said, “We do not denounce it (testing) because we are cranks, and like denouncing established things. We are not so childish.
He defends that all that education encompasses, cannot be imparted by looking at the schedule or curriculum that is shaped just by what the examination subjects dictate.
And we came home yesterday, and I told my daughter to video tape and hand me the camera, and remained on my knees for 10 minutes, and came back for another 10. A spider had caught a cockroach just by one of its legs. The cockroach was jerking and shaking badly. Every time it did that, it was like an earthquake, but it could not detach from the web, neither did the spider flew out of it by the strong impact. It was as someone handcuffed. The spider periodically came to that leg, and seemed to inject it, while also weaving frantically around it.
The closest black dot is cockroach poop. It was as if arguing with the spider, moving its front legs like a possessed creature, and in time, the web caused it to be cradled, and not able to attempt a legs down position anymore. The second time I came out, it was totally immobilized.
And what happened to Ichabod Crane? Ha! This was our last family read aloud, and we have different theories. The end was a bit abrupt for my taste. I did love the descriptive chapters about Katrina’s place. Not just, all his descriptions are quite amusing and the language of the book is delicious.
Next family read alouds will be, The Landing of the Pilgrims and A Christmas Carol.
I’m still reading Don Quijote (I’m in part II, chapter 32)
Invitation to a Beheading, by Nabokov
A short title by my favorite author, Galdós, titled Trafalgar (based on the battle)
Another short one titled Letters of a Woman Homesteader, (fun, witty letters from a woman homesteader, ha ha ha)
And I so desperately want to join my lovely friend Linda, and read Dr. Thorne, which is so far, her favorite Trollope book.
Working on this Thanksgiving and Christmas book piles. They are already better sorted.