Life is a Miracle!
This is a direct quote from my beloved son. He said it as he was bounding and balancing his way to the park yesterday. “Don’t ya think, mom?” Well, yes, I do think that. And, being able to spend time with my kids each day seems pretty miraculous as well. Our new rhythm, homeschooling and all, means everyday is once again, filled with children. It means most of the time, happy kid noises are around me all day long, and some of the time not-so happy kid noises, too.
Everyone keeps asking, “How’s homeschooling?” Or, those that don’t know us and see us out and about say, “How’s school?” or “What grade are you in?” The kids seem bashful about this question, afraid or shy of saying, “We homeschool.” I realized a couple weeks ago, I was a feeling a bit the same. Maybe every newcomer to homeschooling feels this way. We ran into one of Gus’ former teacher’s husband in the store yesterday, and he asked one of those questions, and Gus said, “We homeschool, and it’s not very much fun.” EEEEk. That wasn’t something I wanted to hear, and yet, I wasn’t very surprised, especially since the guy was his handwork teacher’s husband and he really liked her a lot. So, rather than letting my doubts creep in this time, I just asked him on the way home what would make it more fun. He wants me to tell stories. I can do that! I told him that it wouldn’t always be as fun as school was for him, but that in some ways it would be more fun, and it is good if we can talk about it when it isn’t fun. Of course, school wasn’t always fun either. I reminded him of that yesterday, too.
So, how is school?
Well, I seem to have been gearing up for this journey for many years now. What, with my wild ride through a Danish alternative school system, and my job at The Little School in Bellevue, a fair amount of information about alternative education has come my way. Then there are all of the books that I have also been reading since the time of Gus’ gestation. There is something about the way the writers talk about how children learn better, the best, actually, when they are the ones steering the educational boat. In particular, John Holt’s ideas strike harmonic chords with me. So, previously, my thoughts about our family’s homeschooling experience is that it would be what John called ‘unschooling.’ Unschooling is not the same as non-schooling. In his book Teach Your Own, John Holt describes unschooling thus:
“This is also known as interest-driven, child-led, natural, organic, eclectic, or self-directed learning. Lately, the term “unschooling” has come to be associated with the type of homeschooling that doesn’t use a fixed curriculum. When pressed, I define unschooling as allowing children as much freedom to learn in the world as their parents can comfortably bear. The advantage of this method is that it doesn’t require you, the parent, to become someone else, i.e., a professional teacher pouring knowledge into child-vessels on a planned basis. Instead you live and learn together, pursuing questions and interests as they arise and using conventional schooling on an “on-demand” basis, if at all.”
I don’t know what I thought it would look like in practice, but I certainly believe that if it is possible to be with my children in such a way that we are all able to live and learn together, to stay curious, experience joy, and retain playfulness for as long as we can, I would like to do that.
The children, at this point, desire a lot of structure. Duh. I mean, of course I know that, and yet, it always seems to sort of wap me in the nose when I forget about it. I like the Waldorf word ‘rhythm’ for the kind of structure that children thrive on. It makes life seem more like a dance than a military drill.
Our rhythm looks like this these days:
Waking up—usually I wake up before the kids, but sometimes, Gus is already awake and reading in his bed (I think he's finished all of the Calvin and Hobbes books and is now just reading whatever book is on the top of the pile by his bed.)
When everyone (except Dad) is awake, we come together in the living room to greet each other and the day. Sometimes we sing a song, sometimes we do yoga, sometimes we recognize the four directions, light a candle and set our intention for the day. This is stuff I was doing by myself, but they were interested and so, I started including them. We usually leave the candle lit, and it reminds of our intentions.
Breakfast—One of the children helps me make each meal. If someone else really wants to help, I usually try to find something for him or her to do. This is working much more smoothly now that we’ve worked it out so each kid helps with a particular meal for a whole week at a time.
After Breakfast—We clean up the kitchen and Gus plays his violin. Violin and cello lessons are all going really well now that the kids have each been playing daily at a time of their choosing, but at the same time each day.
Journal Time—This is something that I learned in Steve’s class at The Little School. Everyone has a journal, and each day, they can draw whatever they want. The only rule is it has to be interesting to them. In this way they are learning to write, and also to read their own writing, since at the end of each journal time, they read it to me. Ella is just beginning to write and read. Gus is working on his lower case letters. Lucy is trying out writing, especially because she wants to keep up with everyone else.
Outside time—If we don’t have anywhere to go in the afternoon, we go outside after journals and either ride bikes or swing or go for a hike. Today, Ella and Gus were headed for ‘Fairy Ring Island’, which seems to be downhill and off the coast of Greasy Creek, to make a clubhouse. We haven’t planted a fall garden because of the water issue, but we did spread some worm castings on one of the beds the other day, in way of gardening. After our walks we do plant and animal identification.
Lunch—I need to figure out a way to get in more picnics before the glory of early fall is gone.
Afternoon—Gus plays his cello. The girls do puzzles or play a game, or work on a math project. Last week we had a bean jar and guessed how many beans, then measured, poured, counted some more…Someone recently gave us a math workbook, which has some material that is appropriate for each of the kids. Gus really enjoyed the story problems. I also got some cool books written by Mitsumasa Anno at the library that have interesting math games, puzzles and ways of presenting mathematical concepts. Usually this time is sort of a free flowing time, where each kid works on something different. I think next week I will start telling stories after Gus plays. There is almost always more outside time in the afternoon. On Mondays, Gus has cello lessons. On Tuesdays, we are busy in town all day with ballet and violin, and on Wednesdays, there is a group of other homeschoolers who meet at a park in town. The girls play their violins in the afternoon, so none of us get to tired to do it!
Dinner--Gus helped to make a really nice soup the other night. It's soup weather yahoo!
Evening—we have returned to the lovely fall habit of handwork after dinner. Yay! Ella has been needle felting, Lucy, too. Gus is working on a knit beanbag. I am making a sweater, and Robert is constructing an enormous paper castle. I have also been trying to play at least one instrument every day. (Mom has to practice, too!) I often play after dinner. It feels so good to do that.
So, that’s how homeschooling is. I get to the end of everyday pretty exhaustified. I would like to answer more of the questions in the ‘big book of questions’ which keeps getting filled. I am grateful to have the resources of many friends who have done this before, and have given me their old materials and advice. If I get stuck, I can look in one of many (MANY) books and find some new ways of approaching things. I am also grateful that Robert is around and supportive and interested in making this happen, too. Life is a miracle.
but I went to the grocery store and pretty much got stuck in the vortex, and couldn't make my brain think of what might be good to eat for supper. Therefore, sick children ate smoothies (no dairy) and then some rice and nori later. Isn't there some thing like "feed a cold, starve a fever?" At least one of us had a fever today, so whether we're feeding or starving I do not know but, once again, thank goodness for smoothies. 
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