September rolled in and rolled out on a King Tide. In between it seemed to creep. Slow time bookended by rising sea. I drove east today. Unplanned and entirely needed. What used to be near-endless pasture is all neat rows of identical houses now. I couldn’t breathe until I passed it. Once it hit the [...]
Charlotte Mason was a British educator. She lived at the turn of the twentieth century. She believed that children should be respected as people and taught the motto: “I am. I can. I ought. I will.” She also believed that children were natural born learners and that the desire to learn need only be facilitated. [...]
Feedback from this chat included comments like: “I feel so relieved and encouraged!” “There is so much freedom in homeschooling.” “I learned that hobbies don’t necessarily have to be separate from extracurriculars.” “Homeschoolers are so well rounded!” When I asked the homeschoolers participating in the chat to list their kids extracurricular activities, several dozen different [...]
As the world burns, bleeds, and weeps - a ten year old finishes his first week of the fifth grade. Pencils litter geography lessons and long division. I begin gathering loose papers and stacking books. A journal falls open. Prompts mark the pages: “Things I’m grateful for...” and “Things I’m praying for...”. There, scrawled in [...]
Give me all the wild, rolling storm clouds colliding with giant tufts of cotton candy in the sky. I will hold a cold mason jar of tea to my flushed face while early afternoon glides down my neck. But I know that, like a train chugging up to the station, the storm will come. It [...]
Part One: The Glow . Our leader quickly explains what I will need to hurriedly write down. As scribe, I will listen for tag numbers, latitude, longitude, measurements, physical descriptors, and military time. I nod, hoping I won’t forget my instructions or fall behind. How quickly will this all happen? The tag, medical pack, a [...]
Of all the soil that my feet have landed upon and of all the air I’ve breathed... Whether across the Atlantic or the Pacific, over or under, amongst mountain and wood, brick and neon, or sand and sea... I often feel the journey that has most ignited my mind and unleashed my heart has happened [...]
“Some day these will be the good ol’ days.”, someone says. . These are the good ol’ days. Now. Right now. They are good now. . But I forget. . Tires spinning in mud. I’m spinning another bedtime story. Quietly, rubbing my eyes, I creep out of the room. . Now where was I? Folding. [...]
I tell a six year old who says things like, “I’m very interested in surgery.” that he’s going to stitch up some organs and then watch his eyes light up. . I explain that he will stitch the pieces together and fill them up. Plush organs we will use for another project. . And I [...]
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