Let Us Stand Firm in Truth

Let Us Stand Firm in Truth

Saturday, December 9, 2017

Advent

We've had a surprise this Advent season! 
The weather man's one to three inches turned into about nine! In thirteen years of living in western NC, I don't recall such a big, early snow.
Advent is a wonderful time of waiting for the celebration of Christ's birth. Here are two books we look forward to year after year during this season: 
 Both books begin on December 1 and continue to Christmas day. Advent Storybook contains charming stories about a little bear going to see Baby Jesus, and the adventures he encounters along the way. The Advent Book was a thrift store find. Every day is represented by a beautiful door to be opened, each containing a lovely picture and Scripture excerpt within. 

I'm rereading my Advent book from last year, Bonhoeffer's God is in the Manger: "Celebrating Advent means being able to wait. Waiting is an art that our impatient age has forgotten. It wants to break open the ripe fruit when it has hardly finished planting the shoot. But all too often the greedy eyes are only deceived; the fruit that seemed so precious is still green on the inside and disrespectful hands ungratefully toss aside what has so disappointed them. Whoever does not know the austere blessedness of waiting--that is, of hopefully doing without--will never experience the full blessing of fulfillment."

There is a lot of fun in Advent waiting. Here was something fun: 
The "ugly sweater cooky" kit was a gift from Aunt Susan when she visited shortly after Thanksgiving. It was a joyful way to spend an afternoon we had free. There is delight in big, fat, sugary, gooey cookies that my kids will never forget!

This year my girls got to participate in a nursing home visit. They sang carols, made a Christmas tree craft with some residents, and enjoyed more thick, rich cookies with them. One man was ninety-nine, and another lady, ninety-eight. It was another joyful experience I know they won't forget.

I have to include my jello, something I usually have on hand, but don't always remember to make. There's nothing like good old-fashioned peach jello with pears and strawberries dotted throughout! 
And simply because she's becoming a regular in my posts... 
...what joy it is to snuggle a sweet piggy, any time of year!

Back to the snow...it has been a wonder to behold! What a privilege to gaze out at its beauty in awe of God's power and miracles. To think that each snowflake is individual, and some still question God's existence! What a gift He gives to the eyes able to see its beauty, and to the heart that trusts in His might! 
In the early hours of the snow

Front yard at beginning of snowfall

Hemlock outside school room window. We looked out and used this for our nature study.

Same front yard area as above, a few hours later. Taken from Abue's room window.

The area between our yard and our neighbors', late afternoon

Kids and neighbor pal worked all afternoon on the snowman and igloo

Around five p.m. Snow had been falling since morning.

Another backyard angle around five p.m.

The next morning, after all-night snowfall; back yard 

Dining room tree looking out at a snowy pond scene in early morning

The same early morning pond scene from another window

It may be in the evening,
   When the work of the day is done,
And you have time to sit in the twilight
   And watch the sinking sun,
While the long bright day dies slowly
   Over the sea,
And the hour grows quiet and holy 
   With thoughts of Me;
While you hear the village children
   Passing along the street,
Among those thronging footsteps
   May come the sound of My feet.
Therefore I tell you: Watch!
   By the light of the evening star,
When the room is growing dusky
   As clouds afar;
Let the door be on the latch
   In your home,
For it may be through the gloaming
   I will come.

             ---------------------

So I am watching quietly
   Every day.
Whenever the sun shines brightly,
   I rise and say,
"Surely it is the shining of His face!"
 And look unto the gates of His high place
   Beyond the sea;
For I know He is coming shortly
   To summon me.
And when a shadow falls across the window
   Of my room,
Where I am working my appointed task,
I lift my head to watch the door, and ask
   If He is come;
And the angel answers sweetly
   In my home:
"Only a few more shadows,
   And He will come."

                                                --Barbara Miller MacAndrew


  


Friday, December 8, 2017

This Time of Year

This time of year has included anniversary flowers... 
...and a new school room! 
It's a time for slime galore and "thinking putty," which has many uses: 
Piggy still begs regularly by squeaking and chewing on her cage...
The simple things of daily life are joyful!

School has been full of Robinson Crusoe, Bible verses, daily grammar, spelling practice, Benjamin Franklin, Tennyson poems, Rubens paintings, Latin translation, and narration, narration, narration! 

Here is something I had tucked away, that has proven helpful for reinforcing multiplication facts:
Flash cards and even computer games can become monotonous practice. This old game was a Goodwill find from my mom, and has sat on the shelf for "when we're ready." I had forgotten about it, and yesterday it provided refreshment for a weary subject! Rather than playing Bingo-style, I have them fill up the whole sheet. I decided to throw in lots of Spanish number practice by having them say the equations and answers in Spanish. I wrote the Spanish number names by tens on our dry-erase board to help the girls out. It added life to math as well as foreign language, two subjects that usually don't go together!

Some quotes from Karen Andreola's winter 1992 Parent's Review:
"There are two ways of reading books; one is getting them up with a view to reproduction for examination purposes, and the other is enjoying them."

"Most children crave knowledge until it is schooled out of them with textbooks."

Next: Advent!



Monday, October 30, 2017

Simple Latin

Parents these days think it's good for elementary aged children to learn Latin, yet the sound of that word is enough to scare kids...and homeschoolers who (like me), have no experience with that language! Charlotte Mason began Latin with students around 5th grade, and Year 4 of the Ambleside list recommends it. I made it my goal this summer to find a way to teach Latin so we wouldn't be afraid of it, or loathe it.

Again, my experience with Latin was limited to: "Coram Deo," "Deo volente," "Veni, vidi, vici," and the name of our church, "Missio Dei." I have been a Spanish speaker all my life, but in no way did I count that toward my confidence in teaching my children (and myself, by default) Latin. I started looking at curriculum for elementary, or beginner, students.

What I found was either singsong or overly academic; there was no in between. We could either learn to memorize a bunch of words through song (yet not really know or care what they mean), or focus on lists of words, verb endings, declensions, and other stuff that wouldn't promise to endear my 4th and 5th graders to Latin. It seemed I would never locate a way that would work for us!

I listened to a podcast of the ladies from A Delectable Education on teaching Latin. Then I listened to it twice more. It shed much light on the how, but also on the why. These ladies explained, in practical terms, that we teach Latin for kids to better learn language and vocabulary; also to later be able to read passages from famous works in their original Latin for clearer understanding. Latin isn't learned to be spoken, but to be read, so it is to be taught in addition to a foreign language. Knowing that we don't have to worry about "speaking" Latin takes off more pressure than I imagined.

Charlotte Mason's students studied Latin only twice a week, in 30-minute periods. I decided that twice a week, in even shorter lessons, would be great for us. I asked Delectable Education for a book recommendation, and they suggested Cambridge Latin. One look on Amazon, and I knew this book would produce the simple lessons I desired.

We take our time. As with all lessons, we keep it short. The book begins like this: 
Kids understand what most of this means just by the pictures and context. If there are words they don't know, we simply translate them. Recall that the goal isn't speaking, but rather translation. I want them to see these sentences and be able to know what they mean, and what the individual words mean. That's all I'm striving for in these early years. No verb endings, no declensions; the book doesn't even go there! The book fulfills my desire entirely: to familiarize ourselves with Latin; to learn its vocabulary and how it flows. 

At this point, we don't need to know why certain endings are on certain verbs. I care about how much my children care. Kids can seem to "know" a lot without having a clue why they need to know, or caring one whit about learning. This book allows us to learn Latin without drudgery. Grammar structure will come later. For now, they're making connections between Latin words and words in English and Spanish.

The book does include a snippet on the nominative and accusative cases, although it's not these hard-sounding names that's important. My kids fully understand the difference between "coquus est in culina" and "coquus culinam intrat." They know why one ends in -a, while the other ends in -am. They understand this, plus word order, in the two months we've been doing this. 

This book also spreads cultural stories throughout. We follow the family of Caecilius, a banker who lives in Pompeii during the first century, A.D. There are paragraphs throughout, in English, that explain daily life and historical events. The characters of this family also make up the Latin practice readings and stories. With the use of Caecilius and his family, we stay interested; real people spoke Latin, and they lived interesting lives! The practice readings are funny, too. This is as close as a Latin text gets to one of Charlotte's "living books"!

It's amazing what can be accomplished using this Cambridge method only twice a week, in just two months. I don't mind if they look up some words in the back; isn't that why the dictionary is there? Don't we want students to look up words they don't know, rather than guessing or giving up? They're learning! Last week, I left them alone; together, with no help from me, and not much flipping to the back of the book, they completely translated this in their notebooks: 
Latin doesn't have to be as scary as many parents, students, and teachers have led me to believe. I haven't heard one groan when I announce it's time for Latin. No endless memorization, just simple enjoyment. Move on when they're ready, no sooner or later. Don't make them hate it before they even know why they're learning it! Latin may have "killed the Romans," but it doesn't have to kill us! 

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Why Johnny Can't Read

"What I found is absolutely fantastic...Johnny couldn't read until half a year ago for the simple reason that nobody ever showed him how...Do you know that the teaching of reading never was a problem anywhere in the world until the United States switched to the present method around about 1925?" begins Rudolf Flesch in his fabulous 1955 book, Why Johnny Can't Read.

This is a serious charge indeed. Teaching reading was never a problem until we here in the USA switched to a new method? That's the topic of Flesch's book, and he provides hard evidence to illustrate his point. Let me explain how I came to read it, and why I feel it's important enough to devote to a blog post.

Simply put, I believe Flesch is right. He argues that teaching phonics is how to teach reading, and that it's the way everyone learned until 1925, when schools switched to the whole word method, or "sight" words. Teachers have seen struggles ever since. When phonics is foolproof, Flesch argues, why change things? When learning letter sounds and decoding works for all types of learners, why not stick with what we know works? Instead, the whole-word method was introduced, in which the same "list" of words is repeated a maddening number of times in a text; students are expected to memorize a word based on how it looks, rather than having phonetic instruction or basis for reading. 

I love the sweetness of 1950's school readers, but quickly discovered that they are insulting to a child's intelligence. The passages seen in what schools call "reading comprehension" are worse, the kinds of dry, textbook-like excerpts that make kids hate to read. Charlotte Mason's entire method of teaching hinges on living books full of rich ideas, and allowing children to process these ideas through narration. Kids want to read passages, even if they're short, that are meaningful. Flesch agrees; I laughed out loud at his take on it:

"...He gets those series of horrible, stupid, emasculated, pointless, tasteless little readers, the stuff and guff about Dick and Jane or Alice and Jerry visiting the farm and having birthday parties and seeing animals in the zoo and going through dozens and dozens of totally unexciting...middle-I.Q. children's activities that offer opportunities for reading 'Look, look' or 'Yes, yes,' or 'Come, come' or 'See the funny, funny animal.'...Naturally, the stupendous and frighteningly idiotic work of concocting this stuff can only be done by tireless teamwork of many educational drudges. But if the textbook house put only the drudges on the title page, that wouldn't look impressive enough to beat the competition. So there has to be a 'senior author'--someone with a national reputation who teaches how to teach reading at one of the major universities."

Then Flesch adds,
"..as soon as you switch to the common-sense method of teaching the sounds of the letters, you can give them a little primer and then proceed immediately to anything from the Reader's Digest to Treasure Island."

So, why did I read Flesch's book in the first place, if I already agreed with what he writes about? Well, it's actually because of Flesch himself! Earlier this year, I read John Rosemond's book, The Diseasing of America's Children. Rosemond is one of few parenting "experts" whose opinions I value due to his rejection of psychobabble. In this particular book, Rosemond's citing of Flesch piqued my interest. 

While perusing the shelves of one of my favorite used book stores a few weeks ago, I came across this first edition of Why Johnny Can't Read, and recalled Rosemond's reference to it. It was a mere dollar; I paid all in dimes. I tore into Flesch's book with fascination, not because I needed convincing (I was already a proponent of phonics), but due to his up front, no-nonsense way of expressing his point. He and Rosemond have won my loyalty for that reason, and also because I agree with them; what they say works!

How fascinating that, sixty years ago, Flesch was sounding the reading-instruction alarm to parents and teachers. And here we are today, reaping the consequences, just as he warned. If a first grader isn't reading chapter books, a "test" is administered, and a label is slapped on him, reading specialist is called in, and something must be done because he is "behind" his peers! Why are we holding all children to the same standard, and who gets to decide just what that is? If a child improves by leaps and bounds over a year, shouldn't we praise that child, and trust that he or she will soon catch up? Must every child "behind" the "standard" be labeled? To be sure, there are cases of true disabilities. I propose that premature diagnosis of this in large quantities also takes away time from those who really need a specialist's help. 

There does need to be some sort of benchmark. But for Pete's sake, why are we creating roomfuls of automatons who detest reading because it's being forced in unnatural ways? I used to fear my children would never read, until I learned the importance of daily diligence and gave them time as individuals. Here are more favorite Flesch quotes:

"Each and every one of the so-called authorities in this field is tied up with a series of readers based on the Chinese word-learning method." (He says "Chinese" because, when children have to memorize words without phonics, they might as well learn a different symbol for each word).

"The argument for the look-and-say method is tainted by the limited-adult view of the child-mind. Our own psychological processes are put into the child, diminished in strength, but similar in form...We do not like the mechanical acquisition of new things; it is hard for us; so we say children do not like it. As a matter of fact, they do." (In response to those who say that children don't "like" phonics).

"Everybody today accepts it as gospel that all books for children and adolescents have to be thinned, watered, diluted. We do not dare any more to expose our children to normal English."

"...a child [not taught phonics] who had successfully read the word children on a flash card was unable to read it in a book. He insisted he had never seen the word before. He was presented with a flash card of the word and was asked how he recognized the word as children. He replied, 'By the smudge in the corner.'"

"It may be true, as Mr. Chase points out, that this is a lesson in 'discussion' [Some kids not taught phonics had a "discussion" about their "reading" passage]. But then, parents do not pay school taxes to have first-graders taught 'discussion.' They pay to have their children taught to read, write, and spell."

"If you start in the fall of the year when your child is five, you have a whole year to do the job before the school can do any damage to your child's mental habits. What's stopping you? Do it yourself--and the problem will be solved once and for all." (I would like to make a bold statement here: Many parents see this as work that's "not their job," but rather the job of the school. Schools can only do so much.)

Flesch doesn't leave us to our own devices as to how to implement this call to teach our own children how to read. If you are planning to send your child to traditional school, why not give him or her an advantage and get ahead, as Flesch says? The end of his book includes seventy-two (yes, 72!) reading lessons, with thorough instructions on their use. Here are some examples:




And so on, and so forth the lessons go. You have the freedom to linger as long as you want on any page. There's no need to force anything or move ahead when a child isn't ready!!!! Reinforce the sounds and spellings. Use one column at a time, or go over the whole page at a time. Have a child read the words, or call them out and have him spell them. At the end of the week, write ten of the words on the board, and ask him to write sentences with six of his choosing. Don't move on to lesson two if you don't feel that lesson one hasn't been mastered. This is why kids get frustrated in classroom settings; they are forced to move on when they aren't ready, which is landing droves of them under the eye of a specialist. Allow this specialist to give attention to those who might truly need it, rather than kids who just need a little extra time or reinforcement.

If I had known about Why Johnny Can't Read years ago, I'd have used it to teach my children to read. However, I was just as fortunate to have Marie Rippel's All About Spelling, as well as the old Open Court Headway program. I highly recommend both, mixed together, along with these pages in Flesch's book. I have also found Florence Akin's Reading Mastery helpful; it's almost identical to Flesch's lessons. Flesch cites Hay and Wingo's Reading With Phonics, which I also would use if I had it to start over again from the beginning.  

If you are about to embark on teaching reading to a child, I implore you to do some phonics daily. It need not be exhaustive; we're talking ten minutes! Now that I have Flesch's research and information, I can still use it to reinforce reading and teach spelling. After all, my children are neither perfect readers nor spellers; they're only in fourth and fifth grades. Flesch's word lists are ideal for ten minute lessons. My girls love numbering 1-12, and having me call out words from these lists for them to spell. 

There is no reason to make children memorize ridiculous lists of sight words. Reject lists like the Dolch words. Yes, there are words like "eight" and "two" that need to be memorized. However, the majority of words follow a rule, or are learned with reading experience. 

I leave you with some final Flesch wisdom:

"The primitive method of learning how to read is a great American tradition. Lincoln in his log cabin must have learned that way; so did his successor Andrew Johnson, the illiterate tailor's apprentice who taught himself to read when he was ten 'from a book which contained selected orations of great British and American statesmen.' Can you imagine a poor boy today who will educate himself by painstakingly working his way through the three Macmillan readers with their 1,278 words? I can't."

"For the first time in history American parents see their children getting less education than themselves."







Sunday, September 17, 2017

This Fall's Book Sale Finds

A year has passed since Liz and I took the challenge to fill a box with books for a mere six dollars. Unfortunately, we can't make the $6 sale this year, so we did the next best thing: yesterday, we stopped by for the half-price sale that precedes the box sale. Our purchased quantity was smaller, but we appreciate them no less. 

The find of the day was procured by Liz:
A four-volume set of 1887 encyclopedias for ten dollars total?! We pored over two volumes of these gems at my kitchen counter. The Dakotas were still Dakota Territory, Cobb County, Georgia only had a population of around 20,000, and the term "lunatic asylum" was normal. 

My 1912 book of James Russell Lowell's poetry came in second: 

Someone I greatly admire, Ravi Zacharias, often quotes entire stanzas of poetry from memory in his talks. Shortly after I heard him say that he enjoys Lowell's poetry, I noticed Lowell frequently in The Cloud of Witness. I'm glad to have gotten this volume for just two dollars. 

Our Friends of the Library group has it's big book sale every September. The sale lasts over three weekends: a regular sale the first weekend, then a half-price sale, and finally the $6 a box sale. It's easy for book "nuts" like us to get carried away, but Liz and I behaved well this time. We might have gone a little more crazy given the chance to fill a whole box like we did last year, but for $6, who can help it?

Here are the books that Liz got:
Other Worlds Than Ours / Light Science for Leisure Hours -1904

The Notebooks of Leonardo da Vinci
1941

Grimms' Fairy Tales - 1900ish

Norse Stories - 1900

Graded Literature Readers- 1900

Reading Literature Sixth Reader - 1918

Chatterbox Wild West- 1896

The New People's Cyclopedia of Universal Knowledge 4 Volumes - 1887

Seat Weaving - 1940

Renaissance Patterns for Lace, Embroidery and Needlepoint - 1971

How to Sew Leather, Suede, Fur - 1966

I love this excerpt from Jan Karon's At Home in Mitford:
"The weather was making it possible for Andrew Gregory to do a thing he liked very much indeed. And that was sit inside the open double doors of the Oxford Antique Shop, on an eighteenth-century bench that was not for sale, and let the breeze drift in while he read from his rare-book collection.

When customers came in, he preferred them to sit on the matching bench as a kind of prelude to the sale, and talk about politics, golf, the gold market, the royal family, Winston Churchill, Italian old masters, and a dozen other subjects that intrigued him."

Here are the books that I got yesterday:
The Old Peabody Pew by Kate Douglas Wiggin, 1907

A Call to Adventure by Guy L. Bond, 1957

Stories to Remember by Guy L. Bond, 1962

Speeding Away, Open Highways Readers, 1968

The Mystery of the Missing Marlin by John & Nancy Rambeau, 1962

Helen Keller's Teacher by Mickie Davidson, 1968

Face-Off by Matt Christopher, 1972

Hitty, Her First Hundred Years by Rachel Field, 1957

Star Spangled Summer by Janet Lambert, 1941

McGuffey's Fifth Reader, Revised, 1920

The Mansion by Henry van Dyke, 1926

Tom Brown's School Days by Thomas Hughes, 1906

Poems of Lowell, 1912

A Day in the Life of a Nurse by Connie Fluet, 2005



Last year when I posted on this same subject, I mentioned that some might wonder if we actually read all the books we get. The answer then as well as now is, yes! I have spent much time this year in the pages of books that I got at this sale last year. For me, it's ideal to have several books (maybe five or more) going at a time. I go to the "banquet" and take what I feel like having at that particular time. The morning seems better for meatier reading, while I like to save lighter reading for before bed. 
One more thing: Liz spent under $30, and I spent under $20. There are few things more thrilling than treasures on the cheap!

"Education is an atmosphere, a discipline, a life."--Charlotte Mason
"Be renewed in the spirit of your mind." Ephesians 4:23



Thursday, September 7, 2017

Learning Ben-Style

Who knew that a Charlotte Mason education was a Benjamin Franklin education? 
(From Daugherty's Poor Richard)

Both this Founding Father and Charlotte Mason believed in two simple yet profound learning tools: books and narration. When we read this today, I said, "Girls, look! How did Ben prove to himself that he knew the material?" To which they responded, "Narration!" He read, then tested his knowledge of the information....Charlotte Mason's "art of knowing."

This way of teaching is radically counterculture! It's the complete opposite of how I learned in school, which was, "Memorize these dry facts, then choose the correct one on the multiple choice test." Most so-called "learning" was neither interesting nor worth retaining. I had nothing on which to base ideas of my own. We don't need silly songs or colorful gimmicks that wear us out to "entertain" our kids. The old method of reading and narration is working wonders, not just for my children, but for me. I'm a student right along with them!

I recommend this book to make genetics come alive: 
Did you know that Mendel experimented with over 28,000 plants in order to come to his conclusions about genetics, only to have his research rejected? It wasn't until 35 years after his death that his findings were dusted off and taken seriously. What I love about Charlotte Mason's methods is that not only do they teach students to know, but students will care. School is fun not because of a prize or incentive; ideas and true learning are the prize.

We are spending twelve weeks on the poetry of Tennyson, who I didn't hear of until high school, and by that time, I didn't much care. What a joy to really experience his words and poetry! 
So far, I think our most challenging reading is Plutarch's Lives. We get to spend twelve weeks on Julius Caesar. I read some lines and think, "I'm not sure I even understood much of that!" What I do tell them is that they aren't going to understand 100% of all we read. I ask them to take what they do get, even if it's only a word here or there, and hang on to that. I believe the more we read Plutarch, the more we'll start to comprehend. Some passages are easier than others, like anything else. 

Another especially meaty work this year is Thomas Bulfinch's Age of Fable, a book on mythology. So far, we've only read the author's preface. I love this selection: 
If only our culture were indeed a "cultivated" one in which allusions in this book were occasionally referenced! Boy, do I wish such allusions happened in "polite conversation." May we not completely lose the depth of ideas derived from rich literature and a feast of topics! Benjamin Franklin and Charlotte Mason both felt this way, I have no doubt.

As for math, the feast is also varied and taken in small bits. A young friend told my girls that she is required to complete fifty problems in seven minutes. Why? What if a kid does only five of those same problems in that time? Is this a contest in rushing through material and not caring, or should they linger over the problems and care about why math is useful? 
Did you actually know what "volume" meant, or were you just given a formula and told to spit out a number? Did you care, or were you trying to just get a hundred? Did you truly understand, as a child, what fractions meant...or were they just numbers above and below a line, that you were told to learn to "reduce," just for reduction's sake? Math has to mean something. I remember having to "know" (but not really know) a lot of stuff that didn't make sense, which made me not care about much except filling in blanks and passing a test.

The highlight of our school day is reading Robinson Crusoe. Charlotte didn't believe in watered-down versions, so this is the real, unabridged work. I think it's important to remember that such stories were, in fact, written for children! We read four pages four days a week, and I keep the globe handy. One thing I enjoy most about Robinson is his humanity, how he struggles mightily like Paul in Romans 7, torn between knowing right and wrong, yet doing what he hates. 

Ben and Charlotte were on to something. This kind of teaching and learning is for everyone. Each individual has the autonomy to take his or her own tidbits from the vast feast, rather than having to robotically regurgitate one-size-fits-all material. There is freedom in learning Ben-style!

Thursday, August 31, 2017

Performance


This little stanza from The Cloud of Witness speaks exactly what I was feeling when I awoke this morning. Lately I've struggled with "not messing up." I relate it to how my children and I sometimes play tennis; rather than playing to win, we play "not to lose." Our minds and eyes are focused on not making mistakes rather than trusting what we know. 

God did not give us a spirit of fear, but of power, and love, and a sound mind (2 Timothy 1:7). When I focus on what seems formidable to me, I allow the "strength of the foe," as John Henry Newman puts it in his poem, to eclipse the Lord's strength, sovereignty, and power. When I act in my own feeble strength, I miss Christ's rescuing and help. Our Creator doesn't want us to live life dodging traps all day, but to seek first His kingdom (Matthew 6:33)!

The Lord is revealing to me places where I have this "performance" mindset. When I go through life "playing not to lose," rather than "playing to win," I count on my own weak performance rather than what I've said I've trusted Christ to do. When I say I trust Him, I choose to believe that He is good. It's not my performance that leads me in His design, but rather my belief in Him. Lord, help my unbelief!