Thursday, April 10, 2008

Homeschooling a sin? Wow. I'm in trouble.

I'm stealing a post from the DHM at www.heartkeepercommonroom.blogspot.com. Wow. I just wish logic and history were taught, or that people were still interested in learning it. Then we wouldn't have all these silly arguments, I would hope.
Enjoy!

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Homeschooling is a Sin....

Over at Principled Discovery I found a link to this annoying mischaracterization of homeschooling. A few weeks ago it was dangerously prone to abuse, and now it's a sin, a rejection of community, and disobedience to God and state. He compares children to tax dollars, stopping just short of saying that we should send them to public schools because we are to render unto Caesar what is Caesar's (and while he does stop just short of saying that, I am not sure why, given his other arguments):

But things change too fast now for that kind of result-oriented education. Now we must learn how to learn so that we can adapt to our ever-changing environment (ever tried to teach your parent or grandparent to use a computer or an iPod?).

Similarly, formal education was formerly for the societal elite. But in a democracy, education is for all, with the understanding that the more educated we all become, the more humane we will be toward one another (this, of course, is open to debate).

So it seems to me that to withdraw our children from public education is to not play our (God-given) role as missional members of our society — like we can’t just choose to withhold our taxes. We give our children all those vaccinations when they’re young not necessarily to protect them from polio (since the chances of any one of my children getting it is exceedingly small) but because we live in a society, and part of the contract within the society is that we will never again let polio gain a foothold.

So I can’t think, “I’ll just pull my kids out of the public schools — what difference will one less follower of Jesus make in a school full of hundreds of kids?” I don’t, as a Christian, have the option to “opt out” of the societal contract.


Right. Because every five year old is a grounded, solid, influential follower of Jesus, and besides, it's a five year old's job to evangelize the public school. And all homeschoolers hide out in the basement and have zero involvement in the community. And the reason Tony's parents who were publicly schooled have trouble with iPods is, um, something to do with why you shouldn't homeschool. This is a man whose understanding of life before, oh, the last ten years, is as rooted as a daisy with a two inch stem. There are, of course, no options whatsoever for community involvement for families outside of public school. Childless couples, couples with grown children, single people with no children, clearly, if they are not working in the public schools they are not 'missional.' There are no opportunities for community service or involvement outside of the public school. No chances to volunteer at the library, the soup kitchen, the homeless shelter, the nursing home, the crisis pregnancy center, the animal shelter, or anywhere else. You couldn't possibly take your kids to the park to pick up litter, to take cookies to the neighbors, to deliver sandwiches and water bottles to the homeless guys on street corners, and you could not ever, ever hold so much as a conversation at the grocery store with members of your community during school hours. Missional opportunities also cease during summer break, because it's all about public school.
So when somebody traveling through town wants to tell your kids about life as a Polish Jew hiding from Nazis in France, you have to say no if you're a homeschooler.
None of the service activities here count if they are done during school hours.
None of these count unless they are done outside of school hours.
When the homeschooled daughter of friends of ours was able to sit with a dying neighbor during the day while the husband worked, allowing the woman to stay at home where she wanted to stay, I guess that was avoiding being part of the community, too.
When Jenny goes to clean widow ladies' apartments and visit them during school hours, she's violating her contract with society.
When you are available, because you are at home with your children, to care for your neighbors, for a woman with a new baby, for the neighbor who needs an emergency babysitter while she takes a child with a broken arm to the hospital, you had little idea that you were violating your contract with society, too- did you?
And when you are out with your children in the community during school hours and people stop you to ask questions about what you're doing and why, to compliment you on the children's behavior, to ask questions about what you believe, well, that is the direct result of you refusing to obey God's best will for you and put those kids in public school.

Some people do live in a bubble, and I don't know any homeschoolers in a bubble as hermetically sealed as the one wrapped around Tony Jones appears to be.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Smockity Frocks

This is a blog I stumbled on and I liked her post, and felt uninspired myself, so I had to post it here. Smockityfrocks is on blogger, too.
I just thought this story and photo were a keeper!

As an aside, I have to get a filling redone this morning, Grace has to go to the hematology department (vampires) at Children's Hospital and get "poked" to test her blood and see if we need to know anything more about that hospital visit in February, and then next week, unbeknownst to him, Brandon is getting a filling, too, and they are giving him nitrous, because they already figured out by cleaning him that he is Not Fun in the dentist chair.

I'm definitely not telling him. You think this is less than kind? You don't know Brandon. To tell him would be like torture for a week, for all of us. Maybe when he's older, he'll be able to handle knowing more things ahead of time,
but that day has not yet come.


Monday, April 7, 2008

Guess Who Lost Her First Tooth Today?

If you know our family, you are probably doing a mental inventory of our kidlets and thinking, "Wait a minute. The only ones who haven't lost any teeth yet are the 2 year old and the 3 year old."

And you would be right.

The 2 year old had a run in with a tree this evening while we were having our semi-weekly fish fry. The tree won.

When I got to her, I saw that her mouth was very bloody and there were NO TEETH IN THE FRONT. Upon closer examination, I found that her teeth were indeed still in her mouth, but shoved so far up and into her gums, they were barely visible. Her top lip was extremely distorted by the rearranged teeth.

My husband immediately called the dentist at home, and he and a visiting uncle drove her the few blocks to the dentist's house. He stepped out onto the porch with his gloves on, while my husband held the girl, and tried to persuade the teeth to return to their rightful places.

One came right out and another is still in place, though at a very odd angle. We are to take her in during office hours for an x-ray just to make sure there is nothing broken.

The dentist said it was the worst case of a child's mouth injury he has seen in 30 years.


Monday, April 7, 2008

meanderings...

I thought to myself, I really should blog. It's been a little while. But what shall I say? I guess I could start with this:
I went to Olympia to see Rachel and Matt and their son Peter and dog Daisy, and also Rachel's parents, Ferne and Mark. They are terrific. We went to Izzy's and we had lots of time to talk, and it was not even a bad car trip there or back, which is saying something. Our kids often make those trips miserable. Well, Grace did pee her pants about five minutes from home, but really, it was quieter than usual.
Rachel says I have ADHD when I talk. I told her it's all because I hang out with Eileen. So there you have it. Eileen is my excuse.
Our kids want me to replay the songs from the movie, "Oh Brother, Where Art Thou" over and over. They have good taste, don't they? Especially the one about going down to the river to pray. Gabe is so funny.
Francis has a lasik appt. for Wednesday so they can talk about what they'll be doing and when. Hooray! He'll be so happy.
We don't have second car yet. I really want one, but I think Francis wants to look out his eyeballs correctly first, and so I'll just have to be patient.
I've been finding that you get what you pay for with houses. I saw one for sale that was very cheap for the location, but a creek runs through the basement on occasion, and I'm not sure I'm ready to work on that. Upgrading this house is my first priority. But five bedrooms in Edmonds was awfully tempting. Really. ARGH.
I am waiting to find out if Francis can get the time off, but I think we're gonna RV to CA June 6-17th. It might be slightly different. We might leave on the 17th instead, but we'll be going, anyway.
Ok, I've put off my day enough now. Between this and Facebook, I can really procrastinate with the best of them!

Friday, April 4, 2008

Autism/Asperger's webcast

Wow. I've never done a webcast before, but this popped up on my email from Exceptional Parent magazine, which my mom used to subscribe to and I recently went looking through for information.

I've heard Tony Attwood speak before and he's incredibly engaging and helpful. Temple Grandin is autistic herself, and she is very talented and has been very successful. I'd love to see more information for adults. We seem to have caught up with the kids, but the adults are still in a lurch when it comes to holding down a job and things of that nature. It's a hard road, but not nearly impossible.

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Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Jamee, Shel Silverstein's evil twin...

So, I sent that poem to three lovely ladies, and one of them wrote me back. I should have expected. This is the same person who once wrote "An Ode to Cocoa Puffs". I know I have it somewhere. Have I mentioned I have a paper problem?

Anyway, I may not reach June's status when I "grow up", but Jamee always has. Maybe that's why I like her. I miss you Jammooo!
Love,
Yon Fool

Jamee's Version-- April Fool's Day 2008

When I am an old woman I shall stand barefoot in the wet lawn
In my favorite pajamas and sing off key with the birds.
And I shall pick every fluffy dandelion and “foof” it all over the yard
And wipe my muddy hands on the guest towels.
I shall learn to speak Gaelic and smile at the grumpiest people I know
And I will laugh when the wind tangles my hair and I won’t brush it out.
I will stand in the rain with no coat on and I will warm up with hot chocolate,
Several cups overflowing with extra marshmallows and peppermint sticks.
I shall set the TV to classical and jazz music stations
And play along on the piano
And be full of God’s love.

You can wear stuff that doesn’t match
And clothes that were never in style
And use words that never existed
And no one will know that you know.

But now we must keep our loud voices down
And pull weeds and keep things in order
And let our neighbors sleep and not be a bother.
We must be on time and invest our money in 401Ks.

But people who know me already know
That I’ve been practicing ahead of time.
They won't be shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to go barefoot.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

In Honor of June, my favorite poem

When I Am Old I
Shall Wear Purple


When I am an old woman I shall wear purple

With a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.

And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves

And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.

I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired

And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells

And run my stick along the public railings

And make up for the sobrietry of my youth.

I shall go out in my slippers in the rain

And pick flowers in other people's gardens

And learn to spit.


You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat

And eat three pounds of sausages at a go

Or only bread and pickles for a week

And hoard pens and pencils and beer mats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry

And pay our rent and not swear in the street

And set a good example for the children.

We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.


But maybe I ought to practice a little now?

So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised

When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.

~Jenny Jacobs ~

RV idea a little too late...

My mom emailed me this morning to tell me that our friend June Brush passed away in her sleep this morning. She and her husband Joe were near 90 years old when they died, about a year apart. I wanted to see them one more time, but I never got the chance. I was planning an RV trip for the month of June, ironically, but it wasn't soon enough. Hopefully I'll catch a few other people before they go. June babysat me and was the grandma on our street to everyone. She will be missed by many, many people. I always wanted to be like her when I "grow up", meaning when I'm old. She was fantastic. She gardened, she played with all the kids, she was such a happy person. Always smiling and glowing with energy. I am praying for her and Joe. They never did darken the door to a church, and we never asked why. Their son died when he was about to be married, and the lady he was going to marry married someone else. When they had two kids, those kids became the grandkids of Joe and June. They are about my age. Since we were neighbors in CA, we used to hang around together when the grandkids were over. Apparently right now, Tim and Randy are both travelling. I don't know if they know yet.

Prayers for Joe and June. May they be in Heaven, even if they never knew Jesus, because they were certainly some of the best souls on the planet. If I could hug them, I would, but I guess I'll have to wait.