As humans we are proud of truly odd things about ourselves. We find odd ways to congratulate ourselves for a job well done, no matter the strangeness of the job. It starts when we are young. Our little selves pull a shirt over our heads and push our arms through the sleeves and we celebrate as “Big Kids!!”
It just continues from there.
I am no different in this celebration of the mundane. In fact, as I was preparing to make myself a cup of coffee this morning, I congratulated myself on my brilliance.
Here’s a funny story about the geography memory work for Clasical Conversations. I will tell you the moral of the story ahead of the story: simple doesn’t mean nothing.
Our first year of CC we didn’t do much. I had a 5 year old, a 4 year old, a 1 year old (and found out about baby #4 in January). Oh, and there was a hike – literally. Every week, when we went to Community Day, we drove an hour, got everyone piled out of the car and hiked downhill to the classroom. I didn’t really have much energy for more than just listening to the memory work. So, most of the time, that is what we did. We listened in the car every week, for an hour. And we would add a bit here and there.
Incorporating the practice of Gathering in our days has been one of the most natural processes we have undertaken. In large measure, the ease with which we have done this is due to the addition of our Gathering placemats. As they are always out on the counter for breakfast, ready to be devoured along with the cereal and cinnamon toast of our mornings; they constitute a simple feast.
They drive conversations in the early part of our day. Much to my delight, they are also lovingly shown off to pretty much anyone who comes by our house. And they have become precious to me.
As I have developed a set for each month of the upcoming school year, I have had private celebrations. There is a moment of glory when just the right piece of art lines up perfectly to just the right quote from Shakespeare. A blessed sigh of relief is exhaled when there are just 4 boxes left. Followed by an internal dance party when a full month’s set is complete.
As I transitioned into teaching my kids at home, I was the new student trying to get the lay of the land. The landscape was vast, dotted with an immense amount of information. Feeling overwhelmed with the task of teaching my kids was not a possibility, it was a reality. It seemed a mountain range lay before me. I had to choose one to climb. Even when I settled on a specific mountain (curriculum) to climb (Classical Conversations), I found a valley lay beneath it, filled almost to brimming with books to match every detail of the curriculum.
I saw match-ups for science for each week, nine to ten books a week…and crafts, and worksheets. Then I saw match-ups for history, 4-5 chapter books a week, and crafts, and worksheets. It seemed I could reserve two-thirds of the library and still only be “covering” two subjects with my kids.
Isn’t this whole Classical Conversations supposed to be done with a stick and some sand?
When we first started homeschooling, I didn’t even consider teaching spelling in that first year. Kindergarten was a time for play, not academic work (in my estimation). Indeed, my first kindergarten student refused to attempt to spell. This may have been due to my inability to reach her where she was at. I thought I could simply show her the words and expect she could spell them.
There are rules for almost everything. This universe is a creation filled with order. But when one has not learned the rules in the first place, teaching another with any order simply cannot happen. I was the one, in this case, who did not know the rules. I have always been a horrible speller. Trial and error was my method; error being the usual result.
I had no idea what I had missed all those years ago in elementary school!
This week marks a turning point in the Gospel of John. It is the point where we turn our focus from John (the Baptist) to Jesus (the Light, the Lamb, the Son). It is getting exciting to see just how much our students have learned in the first part of the first chapter of John.
Annnddd….we are finished with chapter 1!! I mean, who would have thought it could take this long to go through ONE chapter? It feels like such an accomplishment to have made it this far. We should be able to pick up the pace a bit for a little while.