Friday, March 16, 2012

Homeschool Review: Writing with Ease, Year One



Writing with Ease: Strong Fundamentals by Susan Wise Bauer

This book provides a four year course (generally for first grade through fourth grade) in writing skills. It's a well-constructed hardcover nonconsumable book that may be used in conjunction with four workbooks (one for each year). I remember being a bit dismayed at the initial cost, but it is a book that will be used for the entire family, four years for each child.

Last year, when First Son was in first grade, I attempted to implement writing preparation beginning with dictation and copywork. To be blunt, it was a complete disaster. We kept up the copywork a little, but I eventually gave up on dictation entirely.

This book would have made all the difference. I purchased it last summer and began the Year One exercises in second grade. After the first term, I sped up our work a little because I saw such enormous progress in First Son's abilities. We recently completed Year One and have begun Year Two exercises for our last term of second grade.

Ms. Bauer (famous for The Story of the World and The Well-Trained Mind) has outlined a course of study that begins with the most basic skills, guiding students as they learn to recognize the main points of a reading and formulate those thoughts into their own words (narration) as separate from the physical act of writing their own thoughts (both moving the hand and learning proper punctuation and grammar).

In Year One, students alternate days of narration practice and copywork. There is no dictation in Year One. This is not a book that follows Charlotte Mason's philosophy. Parents (as it is written specifically for homeschoolers) are encouraged to ask leading questions after a reading and to re-read sentences or paragraphs to guide children to the answers. I have mentioned before how horribly First Son fared at narrations. For nearly a year (all of first grade) he could only successfully narrate Aesop's fables. A narration of anything longer or more complicated nearly always resulted in tears. (I won't say whose.) I am loathe to admit I sometimes eliminated narrations completely. More often, though, I was using this strategy - asking questions to help him form an answer. I discovered he often knew exactly what happened in the reading but was unable to begin his narration and follow through from one thought to another. It was, therefore, a relief to see Ms. Bauer encouraging that very strategy. First Son's narrations have improved dramatically. Though we maintain a stricter narration practice for our Writing with Ease narrations, I often let him narrate entirely on his own for other readings and he does significantly better than last year or even the beginning of this year.

At the end of each narration, the parent writes out one or two sentences as the child narrates. The child watches and parents can then explain as how words are spelled or punctuation is used. One day a week, the child then copies their own sentence.

The book itself contains excerpts for narrations and selections for copywork for the first week of any new unit. There are workbooks available for each Year that provide the substance of the exercises for each week. For those who wish to select their own readings, Ms. Bauer provides guidelines for the lengths of passages and suggested elements for the week's copywork selections. For example, one week she may recommend finding sentences that use the pronoun "I" or days of the week.  By the end of the year, the students has encountered a wide variety of grammatical situations with little effort. No elaborate grammar lessons are required. It is enough to say (for example), "Notice how the I is a capital letter when it appears by itself in a sentence." I have found these small statements complement well the Primary Language Lessons we have also been using.

I opted to choose our own selections from our history, science or literature readings. In general, I use our Saints for Young Readers for Every Day (volume 1 or volume 2) for at least one Writing with Ease narration each week. I found selecting my own to be a bit time-consuming. I might spend as long as an hour (though usually much less) reading through our upcoming week to find appropriate selections for in-depth narration practice and copywork. As the year progressed, I became more proficient at it. I liked choosing my own because it allowed us to narrate selections in context rather than use books we may not yet have encountered. Also, it allowed me to incorporate Writing with Ease without really extending the time we would spend on lessons as the readings were ones we would do anyway. I also saved money by avoiding the consumable workbooks.

Have I mentioned Year One includes no dictation? (Yes, I know I did but I dreaded it so very much I still relish its absence.) Dictation begins in Year Two but it begins with a sentence the child has already encountered, one used for copywork the day before. Importantly, the child is not left alone to complete it. According to Ms. Bauer, the child should not be allowed to spell or punctuate incorrectly, so the parent should sit with the child, answer any questions and immediately point out mistakes. I'm not entirely certain what Charlotte Mason says about dictation, but last year I felt like First Son should write his dictation as well as he could all on his own which frustrated First Son and myself. I am much more comfortable with Ms. Bauer's recommendation.

I find Ms. Bauer's explanations and responses in this book encouraging and sensible. I appreciated many of her recommendations in the Troubleshooting Appendix. I intend to finish Writing with Ease by the end of fourth grade (completing it in three years instead of four). I highly recommend this resource, especially for a student who struggles with narration or a parent-teacher who would like some guidance in selecting passages for narration or for copywork.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

My Favorite Picture Books: Adele and Simon in America


Adèle and Simon in America
by Barbara McClintock

In this wonderfully illustrated book, Adele and Simon travel from New York City across America and back again with their adventurous aunt. In every city, we learn a little of America in the early 1900s...and Simon loses something. With persistence, children can find his lost belongings on each two page spread. McClintock has also included interesting and famous people in each of the illustrations. An informative guide at the end of the book gives more details on the locations shown. First Son is, as always, thrilled with the map provided at the beginning of the book. (Look closely and you'll find another of First Son's favorite characters, Tintin.)

This book is a lovely peek at America that children and adults will relish. If you are looking for more, also check out the first Adele and Simon book, Adèle and Simon in which Simon loses his belongings throughout the beautiful city of Paris.

Monday, March 12, 2012

What I Loved About Last Week (23rd Ed.)

1. Soccer! Basketball! Soccer! First Son and First Daughter both started playing spring soccer and attending an elementary basketball camp. So now we have soccer practice one night a week (the kids are on different teams, but Kansas Dad is coaching First Daughter so practice is at the same time as First Son's team), basketball for two hours once a week and soccer games galore on the weekends. It's a bit overwhelming for this mama, but so very good for the children, especially since I am not very excited about running around outside with them. Also, you know, team sports can be difficult to learn when there are only four kids and two of them are three years old and one year old.

2. Second Son's first knock-knock joke:
SS: Knock knock! (Yes, he really says this.)
Mama: Who's there?
SS: Monkey (Well, maybe not quite, but it's the closest approximation to the sounds he made.)
Mama: Monkey who
SS: whooo whooo
3. First Son had his reading practice for his First Communion Mass. He'll be reading the petitions, which we've been practicing diligently. I wasn't there, but Kansas Dad said he did well. First Communion is in less than a week!

4. I snatched a little time after my Catechesis class on Saturday to do a little shopping. Wonder of wonders, many of my clothes were getting too big! I didn't find any fabulous dresses to wear for First Communion and Easter, but I did find a nice pair of jeans that's (wait for it) two sizes smaller than I wore in December. (I think part of that is a trick by the brand, but we'll enjoy it anyway).

5. Kansas Dad was stopping by a local store to buy coffee for his coffee class (yes, you read that correctly) and I asked him to buy a few teas for me. The list was online, so I wrote them down for him. The kind lady at the shop complimented my selections. Well, you know they're going to have my business for the foreseeable future. (I've tried the first of my four teas and it is indeed wonderful.)

Friday, March 9, 2012

Preschool Reading Around the World: Asia

In the first term of reading-around-the-world, we read picture books based in Africa. Starting last November, we read books set in Asia as we read around the world. I realized as I typed up this list that I didn't group the stories at all based on their country. I tended to select books from our public library rather than our home library because one of the goals is to read new books along the way.

I also wanted to point out that there are probably hundreds of wonderful picture books we could have chosen. Almost all of these are treasures in their own right, without the need to fill a spot in our weekly reading spreadsheet. Please share any suggestions you have; I have a feeling I'm going to expand this subject for future preschoolers. (Have I mentioned I have a picture book problem? Kansas Dad is going to have to send me to a support group soon because we're running out of wall space for bookshelves.)

The Story about Ping by Marjorie Flack, a classic to start our journey. I remember listening to a cassette tape of this story when I was a young girl.

The Bee Tree by Stephen Buchmann and Diana Cohn is the story of a boy who makes his first climb of the bee tree with his grandfather. It is a great honor and a great responsibility. The ecological moral is not too overwhelming and the girls were surprisingly enthralled.


On My Way to Buy Eggs by Chih-Yuan Chen is a delight, pure and simple. I love it every time I read it.

Ruby's Wish by Shirin Yim, which I recently received through the generosity of a PaperBackSwap club member, is one of my favorite books. It's the true story of a traditional Chinese family whose patriarch allows himself to think beyond tradition. I love how Ruby wishes for more but is obedient to her family. As always, my children love reading stories that are true stories.

The Day of Ahmed's Secret by Florence H. Parry is set in Cairo, Egypt, which (of course) is technically in Africa, but it seems to fit better with the feel and culture of Asia and the Middle East. It's a delightful story of a young boy who works hard all day in Cairo to help his family financially. As a mother, I'm a little sad to see a young boy working instead of in school, but the end of the story is sweet. It gives a wonderful glimpse of life in Cairo and displays only pride, not anger, at the hard life of the boy.

The Lotus Seed by Sherry Garland begins, "My grandmother saw the emperor cry the day he lost his golden dragon throne." On that day, she steals a lotus seed from the palace gardens. She treasures it for years, remembering the brave emperor. Later, during the Vietnam War, she flees with her children to America. She tells her grandchildren the story of the seed, but they do not understand. One of her grandsons buries the seed in the yard. She is distraught, but beauty and new life are triumphant. It's a poignant story of courage, loss, war and love of country, of home.

Kami and the Yaks by Andrea Stenn Stryer is one of my favorite picture books. Kami is a deaf Sherpa boy who finds a way to help his family despite his own fear and his father's disbelief. We also read All The Way to Lhasa: A Tale from Tibet by Barbara Helen Berger on the same day, a beautifully illustrated book that retells a Tibetan parable.

The Leaky Umbrella by Demi is a fun little book showing a couple of silly boys walking about in the rain under a leaky umbrella. My girls laughed out loud.

Cherry Tree by Ruskin Bond is a lovely story of a young girl who plants a cherry stone that surprisingly grows into a beautiful cherry tree. I think this is a lovely story and my older two both enjoyed it.

Monsoon by Uma Krishnaswami is a wonderfully illustrated book showing a family and a city waiting for the monsoon rains. Be aware that it does mention Hindu customs and beliefs, including the mother dropping money before a statue. My children are well acquainted with discussions of idols thanks to our Old Testament studies so I was prepared for any questions.

The Story of Little Babaji by Helen Bannerman is a classic my children always enjoy. We read the revised edition which is more palatable to modern ears. Another version I like a lot (but which didn't seem quite so Asian) is Sam and the Tigers by Jerry Pinkney.

Night of the Moon by Hena Khan is a nice story of a young girl's experiences with Ramadan. We used this book as a way to talk a little about Islam and the Muslim faith. Talking about other faiths requires a fine line as we want our children to understand the Catholic faith as the one true faith but to recognize the good in other religions and to be always respectful of others and their beliefs.

Our last tour of the year is Central and South America, but I've had so much fun with this course we're going to continue next year with books about Australia, New Zealand, Europe, Canada, Greenland, Antarctica and the Arctic Circle. Suggestions welcome!

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

My Favorite Picture Books: How to Dig a Hole to the Other Side of the World


How to Dig a Hole to the Other Side of the World by Faith McNulty, illustrated by Marc Simont

I can't remember where I saw this book mentioned, but I requested it from inter-library loan because I thought it might go well with our study of mountains and volcanoes next year. It's perfect!

This book is a fascinating tour of the inside of the earth, all the layers you'd find if you were to dig a hole from North American straight through the center of the earth. It's silly enough to make children laugh, but full of facts and terminology, not to mention some sharks (which are always welcomed by First Son and First Daughter). The illustrations are wonderful, too.

Monday, March 5, 2012

What I Loved About Last Week (22nd Ed.)

On Monday, we met Grammy at a department store and picked out a suit for First Son's First Communion. He looks so sharp in it! (Thanks, Grammy, for the perfect First Communion gift!) We then met Kansas Dad for dinner at one of First Son's favorite restaurants. He survived the shopping pretty well, all things considered. (The girls did wonderfully.) His First Communion is now less than two weeks away!

On Tuesday I was able to spend a few hours with my goddaughter (and her brothers and sisters). She is such a joyful four month old.

Last Thursday was a beautiful day. I had planned on spending the afternoon making two dinners (one for us and one for a friend) and doing nothing else, but I was compelled to take the children on a little nature walk. So, I made the dinners while Second Son napped then took everyone for a drive to deliver them before we stopped at a park. Second Son is really the only one who enjoys such things. The rest are merely along for the snack. Since I spend most of the time chasing Second Son as he tries to jump into the creek or run the other direction, there are more enjoyable ways to spend an hour or so, but it's good to be out in the sun.

Obligatory picture before we cross the bridge
Posing by the creek
Second Son pulling the wagon
In bigger news, First Daughter lost another tooth - her second in as many weeks. She is very excited to see the dentist this coming week to show off her new gap.


On Saturday, the kids and I visited with a dear friend and her children. It was wonderful to see them and catch up a little.

Another dear friend has surgery this week and is doing wonderfully well. It was truly a joy to see her looking so wonderful at church on Sunday.

Friday, March 2, 2012

February 2012 Book Report

The Other Wise Man by Henry Van Dyke is a wonderful little book, imagining a fourth wise man who seeks the Christ child his entire life, from Bethlehem to Egypt to Jerusalem. It's not always accurate in a Scriptural sense, but it is true to the heart of Jesus' teachings. I'm not entirely sure my children would be ready to appreciate it, but I'm going to consider it as a family read-aloud next year during Advent. (library copy, but it's free for the Kindle)

The Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury is another book for the science fiction and theology class I'm auditing. I love reading Ray Bradbury and am not sure why I haven't read more of his books. His descriptions are wonderful, though his anti-war and environmentalist themes can be a little overwhelming. Overall, recommended. (desk copy)

Raising Financially Fit Kids by Joline Godfrey (library copy)

The Catholic Martyrs of the Twentieth Century: A Comprehensive World History by Robert Royal, though I really only read one chapter - on Edith Stein. I found the chapter gave a good biography of her, including her life leading up to her conversion to Catholicism. The whole book looks pretty interesting, though I think I'd have to read it a chapter a month or something to avoid becoming depressed. We read a lot of saints here, but not all of them are martyrs for the faith. This book in particular could become difficult to read because these are all recent martyrs, reminding us that Christians are not as safe in the world as we feel here in America. (library copy)

The Great Brain by John D. Fitzgerald is one I found in the Sonlight catalog but I found it horrible. The book is narrated by a young boy whose brother is The Great Brain. He uses every person, event and action to his own financial advantage. I was really horrified to read some of the things he does to his brother and was displeased by the description of how he helped a young Greek immigrant fit in for his own profit, but the worst part of the book was the casual portrayal of how a young amputee wanted to commit suicide with the aid of the narrator. He doesn't succeed, but it was just awful. I would certainly not read this book to my children. I might not even allow them to read it if they found it on their own. It's that bad. (library copy)

Dawn (Xenogenesis, Book 1) by Octavia E. Butler was another book for the science fiction and theology class I'm attending. It's a rather dark portrayal of humans in a world in which aliens have "rescued" humans from an earth destroyed by war. Earth is being remade, but the aliens want to interbreed with humans. Unlike Star Trek, these aliens are different in every way. There's a lot of uncomfortable scenes and this book is certainly only for teens and older readers. I will reserve final judgment until I finish the trilogy, though I probably won't have time for those other two books until the class is over. (library copy)

Shop Class as Soulcraft by Matthew B. Crawford (purchased copy)

52 Days by Camel: My Sahara Adventure by Lawrie Raskin with Debora Pearson is a delightful account of the author-photographer's travels in the desert on a journey to Timbuktu and beyond. Full of information about salt, caravans, people, customs and Islam, this will be a perfect book for our study of deserts in third grade as recommended by Mater Amabilis. This book is one of those we'll use in our move to First Son reading more of his studies independently. He may read this aloud to me, but he will read it himself. (library copy)

The Child who Never Grew by Pearl S. Buck (inter-library loan)

A Little Tiger in the Chinese Night: An Autobiography in Art and The Children of China: An Artist's Journey by Song Nan Zhang, both recommended by Mater Amabilis for third grade. The first book tells of the author's life in China during the revolution and Communism including the dramatic events in Tiananmen Square in 1989 (when the author was in Canada but his son was involved in the protest). The second shows children in the far reaches of China, painted during and after the author traveled around the country. These books show a harsh life. In addition to the general fears under Communism, the text in the first book tells of a man who commits suicide. I think these will be appropriate for a third grader, though we may not read all of them aloud when his younger sisters are listening. The second one offers some good opportunities to talk about the geography of China naturally flowing from the book. The study would probably be fine with either of the books, but since our library has both of them we'll read them both in the course of one term along with map work for China. (library copies)

Sovietrek: A Journey by Bicycle Across Russia by Dan Buettner shows the journey he made with three others across Russia in 1990 by bicycle. The book begins by telling of the inspiration for the trek, the challenges to get funded and approved and the journey from Minnesota to eastern Europe. The trip through Russia is shown in wonderful detail and in photographs. It's astounding to read how the Russian people lived even just 25 years ago. The bikers endured harsh conditions and challenges along the way but were always welcomed and assisted by the Russians they encountered. This will be a wonderful addition to our studies next year. (library copy)

Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie was a fun relaxing book to read. I didn't guess the murderer, but I never do on those rare occasions when I read a mystery because I rarely bother to think much about it. It seems Poirot functioned mainly on stereotypes, but I guess you can't argue with results. (library copy)

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

My Favorite Picture Books: Oink

Oink by Arthur Geisert

In this delightful book of etchings, Mr. Geisert follows a family of young piglets (and their mother) through a day of happy nursing, mud puddle wallowing, napping, mischief-making and chastisement. The illustrations are mainly in black and white with pink for the pigs.

Only one word appears in the book, "Oink." It doesn't take young children long to realize this is the only word and to figure out how to read it themselves with the proper volume and meaning. It's astounding how much that one word can say. Mr. Geisert's illustrations and drawings of the letters themselves allow children to know exactly what's going on and to joyfully "read" the story aloud to anyone who will listen.

I adore this book and love reading it with my children.

Monday, February 27, 2012

What I Loved About Last Week (21st Ed.)

1. Recently I bravely took all four kids to the local Catholic bookstore. Usually I ask Kansas Dad to stop there for me because there store is full of fascinating fragile things. The ladies who work there are very nice, but I always feel like they look upon my family with bated breath, even when we're just in the children's section. Anyway, I needed to go myself because I wanted to look at a few things myself before selecting a book for my sister's birthday. While we were there, they behaved quite well. Except for Second Son who wanted to pull all the books off the shelf and was angry when I held him instead. First Son happened to see a little biography of St. Francis of Assisi (still a favorite saint), Saint Francis of Assisi: Gentle Revolutionary, and asked if he could buy it with his own money. At first I tried to talk him out of it, unsure it's what he really wanted. Then I thought to myself, "That's crazy! He wants to buy a book about a saint! Let the boy buy it!" So I did. I'm remarkably proud that he wanted it.

2. In the same visit to the Catholic bookstore, I found the perfect gift for my sister. She's just turned 15 but isn't really at a point where she can read much. I wanted something on Mary, her chosen confirmation saint, and I wanted something with beautiful pictures because I thought she might actually look at a book with beautiful pictures. I discarded lots of options that might have been good but specifically said they were for children because I knew she'd know enough to think she doesn't need a children's book anymore. I think Mary helped guide me, because I found this little hardcover book, just perfect for my sister: Illustrated Book of Mary. It's full of lovely illustrations, prayers, the mysteries of the Rosary, information on many Marian apparitions....really, it's perfect. Now I pray St. Mary will intercede so my sister actually looks at it.

3. I asked the children to draw some pictures to send to my sister and my mother (who have birthdays within a few days of each other). First Son spent at least an hour on his picture, featuring his new obsession. Then he was too tired to make another one, so his aunt and his grandmother will have to share it.


Second Daughter also made a noteworthy gift. For some reason, her three year old brain decided she would make this pig for my sister. It's really cute, but I'm not quite sure why she chose a pig.


4. We started Lent this week. So far, the children have been responding really well to the sacrifice beans. I'm so pleased! They even seemed happy to exchange them for pennies for the alms jar on Saturday night.

5. I made it to Ash Wednesday mass for the first time in three years. It's not a Holy Day of Obligation, so it always seemed I was staying home with sick kids or putting them to bed or something. This year, First Son, First Daughter and I went together and it was very quiet and peaceful.

6. On Saturday, Kansas Dad and I began the great reorganization of the laundry room. We now have a cabinet and shelves ready to go with another large shelf to be installed above the washing machine and dryer. Kansas Dad was very busy. The kids and I went through the Legos on Sunday, dividing them up a little but mainly emptying the set of plastic drawers they were occupying (no longer in my kitchen, yay! and now holding Second Daughter's clothes, yay again!) into one large bin. They each have a smaller bin for the favorite Legos of the moment. There is much yet to be done but it is so excited to be starting this organizing we've been planning for a long time.

7. First Son's First Communion is now in less than three weeks. We bought him some nice black shoes to wear. Hopefully this week we'll get a suit. I can hardly believe it's nearly upon us!

Friday, February 24, 2012

Book Review: The Child Who Never Grew

The Child Who Never Grew by Pearl S. Buck

This is the poignant memoir of a Nobel winning author whose oldest daughter had a mental disability, unable to learn much more than to write her name. It is absolutely beautiful and well worth your time if you can find a copy. The little medical information provided in the book is outdated, but it is first and foremost tender advice from one mother to another (or to a father). The 1992 edition includes an afterward by one of Buck's adopted daughters who gives more details on the family's lives.

If you have never read anything written by Buck, please go immediately to your library and find one of her many books. (The Good Earth is, of course, a perfect place to begin.)
[E]ndurance of inescapable sorrow is something which has to be learned alone. And only to endure is not enough. Endurance can be a harsh and bitter root in one's life, bearing poisonous and gloomy fruit, destroying other lives. Endurance is only the beginning. There must be acceptance and the knowledge that sorrow fully accepted brings its own gifts. For there is an alchemy in sorrow. It can be transmuted into wisdom, which, if it does not bring joy, can yet bring happiness.
When this book was first published, in 1950, children with mental disabilities were hidden away in homes or in institutions, some of which were quite awful. This book was alone in clearly stating that these children were to be loved, that they were to be cherished for whoever they could become.

I was struck especially by her words as I thought about how attitudes have changed toward children and people with mental disabilities. In so many ways, we have grown. I have a sister who will probably never be able to live on her own. She lives happily at home with my parents and attends nearly all regular classes in her high school. I may argue that her education is not what it could be, but I cannot deny that there are teachers and policies in place with at least the intention to educate her. We have laws and norms that protect people like Buck's daughter and my sister...once they are born.
Every now and again I see in the newspapers the report of a man or woman who has put to death a mentally defective child. My heart goes out to such a one. I understand the love and despair which prompted the act...And yet I know that the parents of whom I read do wrong when they take to themselves a right which is not theirs and end the physical lives of their children. In love they may do it, and yet it is wrong. There is a sacred quality of life which none of us can fathom. All peoples feel it, for in all societies, it is considered a sin for one human being to kill another for a reason of his own. Society decrees death for certain crimes, but the innocent may not be killed, and there is none more innocent than these children who never grow up.
As her daughter grew, and yet did not grow, Buck debated and explored many options before deciding to find a permanent home for her daughter, someplace she would be loved and protected even after Buck's death. She found her sorrow eased.
The real secret of it was that I began to stop thinking of myself and my sorrow and began to think only of my child. This meant that I was not struggling against life, but slowly and sometimes blindly coming into accord with it. So long as I centered in myself, life was unbearable. When I shifted that center even a little, I began to understand that sorrow could be borne, not easily, but possibly.
I especially loved when she wrote of what she learned from her daughter.
So by this most sorrowful way I was compelled to tread, I learned respect and reverence for every human mind. It was my child who taught me to understand so clearly that all people are equal in their humanity and that all have the same human rights. None is to be considered less, as a human being, than any other, and each must be given his place and his safety in the world. I might never have learned this in any other way. I might have gone on in the arrogance of my own intolerance for those less able than myself. My child taught me humanity. 
Though throughout the book, Buck speaks directly to parents who have a child like hers, she offers more explicit advice near the end on the love a parent should have for a child.
So what I would say to parents is something I have learned through the years and it took me long to learn it, and I am still learning. When your little child is born to you not whole and sound as you had hoped, but warped and defective in body or mind or perhaps both, remember this is still your child. Remember, too, that the child has his right to life, whatever that life may be, and he has the right to happiness, which you must find for him. Be proud of your child, accept him as he is and do not heed the words and stares of those who know no better. This child has a meaning for you and for all children. You will find a joy you cannot now suspect in fulfilling his life for and with him.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

My Favorite Picture Books: Exodus

Exodus by Brian Wildsmith

I love almost all of Brian Wildsmith's book, the ones I can find. His illustrations literally shimmer with gold. The illustrations I love best in this particular book show God appearing to Moses as a great star of multicolored light within a circle. Each page is a treasure, though.

This adaptation of Exodus covers the entire Bible story from Moses in the reeds to Joshua leading the Hebrews into the Promised Land. The text is based solidly on Scripture and is very enjoyable for young children. I read it again to mine yesterday. It was a good book for us this week as we talked about how the forty days of Lent can remind us of the forty days the Hebrews wandered in the desert and it fit well with our catechism which talked about how the Last Supper was a Passover celebration.

Have a blessed Lent!

Monday, February 20, 2012

What I Loved About Last Week (20th Ed.)

1. First Daughter lost her first tooth! Last Wednesday night, Kansas Dad started to brush her teeth and realized it was missing. She hadn't even noticed. She thinks it fell out while she was eating dinner and was consumed. The Tooth Fairy left a dollar for her anyway.

2. Second Son has developed a habit of exercising with Kansas Dad and me. While we're working out, he'll try to march with us or raise his hands when we do. When he gets very excited, he runs circles around us until he falls down dizzy, giggling away.

3. Clean laundry! Our washing machine, which was less than four years old, died a premature death this week. After almost three full days without washing anything (in a house with six people, one of whom wears cloth diapers), I ran the new machine for an entire day.

4. While the girls spent a night with Grammy making cookies, Jello jigglers and watching a movie, Kansas Dad and I took First Son (and his brother) out for a special dinner and then watched the three original Star Wars movies one right after another with just a break for sleeping a bit in the middle of the second one. It was remarkably fun to watch First Son watching them for the first time. It was also a nice quiet dinner. It's amazing how civilized dinner can be without a three year old.

5. Second Son has decided it's funny to point to himself and say "Dada" or "Mama." He just laughs and laughs.

Friday, February 17, 2012

Book Review: Shop Class as Soulcraft

Shop Class as Soulcraft: An Inquiry into the Value of Work by Matthew B. Crawford

Kansas Dad bought and read this book months ago and has been encouraging me to read it ever since. He knew I would agree with much of the author's assertions, and I do.
This book advances a nestled set of arguments on behalf of work that is meaningful because it is genuinely useful. It also explores what we might call the ethics of maintenance and repair, and in doing so I hope it will speak to those who may be unlikely to go into the trades professionally but strive for some measure of self-reliance--the kind that requires focused engagement with our material things.
Dr. Crawford has a PhD in philosophy and is a motorcycle mechanic. He pursued the doctorate because he was fascinated by philosophy but found himself unfulfilled when working at a think tank. In this book he tries to show how contemporary American society and education purposely or mistakenly fails to provide opportunities for people to build and create real things. At the end of the day, what has an office worker accomplished? To what product can they point and say, "I did that and it is well done."? How can they be properly evaluated in their jobs and communities?
I would like to consider whether this poignant longing for responsibility that many people experience in their home lives may be (in part) a response to changes int he world of work, where the experience of individual agency has become elusive.

The most interesting parts for me discussed education and society's expectations for educated youth.
Today, in our schools, the manual trades are given little honor. The egalitarian worry that has always attended tracking students into "college prep" and "vocational ed" is overlaid with another: the fear that acquiring a specific skill set means that one's life is determined. In college, by contrast, many students don't learn anything of particular application; college is the ticket to an open future. Craftsmanship entails learning to do one thing really well, while the idea of the new economy is to be able to learn new things, celebrating potential rather than achievement.
As a homeschooling mother, a university professor's wife, a graduate of a competitive college and an employee of a non-profit organization dedicated to career based instruction in high schools, these are topics I frequently ponder and discuss. It is difficult to find the right balance in our own family and even more complicated to consider how such a balance could be or should be maintained in public schools and communities. Mr. Crawford's book encourages us to think carefully about the direction higher education is taking in this country and to decide whether we will participate and whether we will attempt to shape secondary and higher education in a different way.

I think it's also important for people to face the fact that a college education and office job may not be what we want for our children. Of course we want them to be able to earn enough money to care for themselves and their families, but what kind of career do we guide them toward?
[White-collar and blue-collar] seem to be the categories that inform the educational landscape even now, and this entails two big errors. First, it assumes that all blue-collar work is as mindless as assembly line work, and second, that white-collar work is still recognizably mental in character. Yet there is evidence to suggest that the new frontier of capitalism lies in doing to office work what was previously done to factory work: draining it of its cognitive elements.
Mr. Crawford shows how this "dichotomy of mental versus manual" becomes popular in America through historical trends in business, education and sociology. I found these arguments generally acceptable. While I do agree with many of his statements, I thought his arguments that all college educations are meaningless were overstated. Mr. Crawford states that once a college has accepted a student, what happens in the college classroom is irrelevant. That may be true for some students at some colleges. (It may even be true for most students at most colleges.) I believe, though, that it does not adequately describe experiences at truly elite colleges and at those that provide a niche environment for a select group of students. There are some unique opportunities provided by colleges (not all expensive or competitive). Perhaps he assumed we would realize he did not mean every college or perhaps he simply doesn't know all of the possibilities available. In general, however, I would agree that too many students attend college with no coherent plan to graduate college with any measurable increase in knowledge or skills. It's simply the next step in a plan devised by society as the best preparation for anything without any serious consideration of the fact that it is possible it is a waste of time and money for a great number of people, many of whom are forced into college when jobs require a college degree merely as a hoop through which to jump.

After critiquing the state of secondary and higher education in America, Mr. Crawford expands his arguments to the economy. If we are to increase craftsmanship in this country, we need economic policies that encourage entrepreneurship, small businesses, more localized services and fewer huge global corporations.
Too often, the defenders of free markets forget that what we really want is free men. Having a few around requires an economy in which the virtue of independence is cultivated, and a diversity of human types can find work to which they are suited.
I recommend this book to all who are carefully considering the goals of education for individual children and for all children.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Quote: Red Sails to Capri

(Spoiler alert! Don't read this quote if you don't want to know the answer to the mystery at the end!)


From the last chapter of Red Sails to Capri by Ann Weil:
Herre Nordstrom smiled. "I will tell you," he said, "what all philosophers know. To search for the truth is always an adventure--and there is always beauty in the truth itself. To have knowledge and understanding, to know the truth about things, that can be as exciting and beautiful as this blue cavern, this blue grotto."
If any publisher happens to read this, please please bring this book back into print! It's one of my very favorite books and every school library should have a copy.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

My Favorite Picture Books: Kami and the Yaks

Kami and the Yaks by Andrea Stenn Stryer, illustrated by Bert Dodson

In this story, Kami realizes his father and brother are searching for the yaks, eager to load them for a trek up the mountain. Though he is deaf and frightened by an approaching storm, Kami searches for the yaks in all their favorite places. Though he finds them, he must convince his father and brother to trust him and follow him through the storm.

It's a wonderful story of courage and an intimate knowledge of the family's animals, their livelihood. Kami is a marvelous role model for young children.

The illustrations are beautiful watercolors. My favorites show Kami surrounded by the rugged wilderness of his home, illuminated by lightning.