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Monday, October 12, 2009

The Columbus Trap

Remember "Columbus sailed the ocean blue in 1492"--that obnoxious song they'd make you sing in grade school? I caught myself humming it this morning after reading about it on Facebook. Then considered teaching it to my children. But I stopped myself just in time when I remembered that it's part and parcel of the Columbus Trap....

The Columbus Trap is really only one of many aspects to the National Holiday Trap. The National Holiday Trap lures us into thinking that "this year" we are going to tackle teaching the history of things like Columbus Day, Martin Luther King Jr Day, and President's Day to our very young children (pre-4th or 5th grade). This necessitates us dumbing down the events to the point where some kids think Martin Luther King Jr is still living, because they weren't allowed to learn that he was foully murdered. In public. With lots of onlookers. We also don't learn important aspects of the the history of why Martin Luther King Jr. was important, that Malcolm X was chatting up folks around the same time and
why their two philosophies were so different. Nope! We learn that "folks of all colors should just get along". Good advice, and I stand by it, but the why is just as important. Learning ridiculous rhymes to remember dates and names hearkens back to sitting in my 3rd grade class with drool running down my chin because I had fallen asleep with my mouth open. We homeschoolers aren't immune to the trap either; the conversation on FB was pretty much an all-homeschooler event.

I understand the concern behind wanting to teach about these important historic moments/events/sections of time. We just went through a unit on the Alamo with the girls using a very clever book about a woman named Susanna who played an important role in the battle and aftermath. But rather than dumbing it down to the level of "bad guys hurt people and they were not happy about it so they stopped the bad guy" we read about "El Presidente" from Susanna's point of view as a young mother. It's a true story and very gripping. The illustrations gave just enough information too--you got the impression that men had died, but without the gore and "vomit factor". Kids
need to understand that our history isn't perky and sparkly--it's bloody and violent, but fascinating. I hated history as a kid; as an adult I am gripped by it. Now we are doing a unit on the attack of the Bay of Pu'uloa, also known as Pearl Harbor. It's told from a child's point of view, of a woman who was a child civilian living in the bay at the time, whose parents chose to stay there after the attack (her mother was a native and it was the only home she'd ever known). But again, it's not dumbed down, there are real pictures of her and her two year old brother in their gas masks, demonstrating how to wear them. Rationing is discussed, as well as scavenging and finding shell casings stuck in the kitchen wall. It rivets my kids to their seats. And, it's true.
So much of what we learned in grade school history was flat out lies, or dumbed down so much that it was nearly a lie. Take Thanksgiving, for example. Cracks me up every time I hear that someone's kid participated in the Thanksgiving Day Play--the Addams Family rendition of it in the movie where Pugsley and Wednesday go to camp is more accurate!
We need accuracy, we need truth when talking about history, otherwise people like Martin Luther King Jr. become "that nice man that was in that black and white video we watched who talked about dreaming". And President's Day becomes the day we all get good deals at the car dealership.

My solution is to take these events and find one good honest book with good pictures or honest illustrations to read with my kids over an extended period of time, say 3 or 4 weeks. We talk about each chapter afterward and during. We don't suddenly decide to teach the entire philosophy and journey of Columbus on the 12th of October, because it would be somewhat insulting to him and us--we all deserve to discuss the ramifications of his errors and triumphs at length. And to
understand his drive and his blind-sightedness and his brilliance. It gives us the opportunity to look at both sides of the historical coin--our book on Pearl Harbor discusses the Japanese mind-set during this period and there are photos of their side of the event as well. Sure, we aren't always working on a historical moment on the day our nation celebrates it, but who cares? The importance is in the understanding, not to be able to dress up like pilgrims and turkeys and natives on a specific day. Avoid the trap; it's not satisfying to fall into it.

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Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Goblins of the Flargg

It got your attention, didn't it? To answer your question: it's a Magic the Gathering card.

Speaking of Magic and Mysterious Mayhem, Super Dad and I went to the Minnesota Renaissance Festival (cue sweet music here). It's a yearly event for us to celebrate our anniversary (13 years ago I said "Sure, I'll marry you," and 9 years ago we actually tied the knot--yes...the 4 year engagement was on purpose, we were in college!) Here's us all decked out before leaving in the AM....
Yes, that's cleavage, Virginia. Lots of it.....

We met up with MamaTea (bug her for pics--she's got some good ones, I'd fathom). I'm going to post another pic later (it's on Super Dad's phone) that has her, her mom, and Ooky in it. Iggy stayed home; apparently duck hunting is more interesting. :-) We went sans kids (remember: anniversary!) but I guess she took some flack from somewhere or another about taking her boy. Because of all the BOOBS, naturally. As if they aren't there, underneath the clothing regularly.
Barmy, if you ask me.
'Scuse me, reading too much Harry Potter lately. I'll get back to speaking standardized American English sometime next year. Really, it's in my New Year's Resolutions list and everything.
Enough! Go bug MamaTea for pics. And yes, all the garb above was hand fashioned by me. MamaTea's too (but not her mom's or most of her son's).

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Friday, October 2, 2009

Return to the Edge

Yep, I've been-shall we say- absent from the Edge of Nowhere, for nearly a month. Call it a blog-cation, if you will. I needed a major break. So it happened.

We've begun doing a sort of "workbox" related school day. The girls both have several subjects (math, reading/phonics, writing, Spanish, music, science and history) that they can choose from, my only requirement is that each subject is tackled in some way each day. There are several options for each subject. Some subjects I have to coordinate (history for example, many of the books would be a major chore for the girls to read themselves, but having it read to them works dandy) others they are completely responsible for. We have this nifty magnetic chore board that has cute little magnets to stick where you've completed a task: when all tasks are completed for the day they get to watch a movie. It seriously limits our TV time, which can only be a good thing, in my opinion.

The funny thing is: it takes them about 2 hours to complete every single thing! So from 9 am to 11am they work like bunnies and then the rest of the day is blissfully free of worrying about what subject they may not have tackled. Most of the time they are finished by 10:30. It's been a really great option for us; I feel like they are actively doing stuff (remember, we live in MN, so pretty soon it's going to be long, cold, dark days!) that constitutes as "school" and then we do chores and baking and all sorts of "non-school" stuff (ha ha ha, I know some of you are chuckling over this "school" vs "non-school" thing as well). So I'm deeply in love with the concept.

Boo will be participating in a homeschool group project fair this winter and I'm so excited for her. Her topic choice? Making your own books. Since she's pretty much an expert on the subject, I suppose all of the books we are checking out from the library on the subject might be construed as overkill, but it's something she truly loves. On the "disgraphia" note, since we are talking about writing here, we have since learned that it's actually "symbolic disorder"--another kettle of fish to stir, I guess. But at least we can enjoy the idea that her handwriting could see improvement.

The neuropsychologists also mentioned in their report that, while they cannot fully diagnose ADHD without observation in a 2nd setting (ie. school), they are suggesting that it's present. I find it interesting that they can't fully diagnose my daughter because she doesn't participate in school; does this suggest to anyone else that ADHD is a fabrication of the education system? Particularly when we ask children to sit at a desk for 8 hours straight, I find it incomprehensible that any child isn't diagnosed with the "disorder". I'm surprised they don't hand out the pills with the school lunch! Strangely enough, I'm not opting to dose my 8 year old! I know it's so radical!

Pickle has rapidly progressed from knowing her letters and their sounds to reading! Magical. Simply magical. Again, life presents me with the example of how two children, coming from the same genetic material, can have such different experiences with learning a new concept. We also had an odd moment; a cousin was over who is only 6 weeks younger than Pickle. She's plowing through learning all about tally marks in math and my nephew was unable to identify any of the numbers beyond his age. It was weird because I get a bit of crap from my sister about homeschooling on occasion and here was an excellent example of how, although she's been adamant about sending her kids to preschool 3 days a week when they are 3 years old because "they'll be so much smarter (her ideology, not mine), here was evidence of the opposite. The child at home is plowing through (with ease) Kindergarten work (what is expected of K now, when I was a kid it was little better than daycare with a milk break) while her son is clearly just a normal preschooler. Mind you, the only reason Pickle is doing what she's doing is because she's chosen to do it. She's driven to match her sister's abilities and it's an internal thing, not something I actively promote.

Well, Boo's begging for a bedtime story--gotta pull back!

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Thursday, September 10, 2009

Minute Update

Call it a brag sheet or whatever:

* 22 half pint jars of apple butter.
* 3 pint jars of apple butter
* 2 quart bags of frozen kholrabi.
* 2 quart bags of frozen zuchinni.
* 7 quart jars of galic,dill, and coriander pickles.
* Pickle has sucessfully completed the 1st HOP cards and now knows her ABC's and their sounds backwards and forwards. That doesn't mean we'll stop practicing, however.
* We are 1/4 through 2nd grade math for Boo and K math for Pickle. I love year-round school!
* 8 sunfish and 3 small mouth bass caught and eaten over Labor day weekend. Yum!
* Joined a new homeschool group for fall/ winter gym-time.
* Completed 3-month goal of weight lifting and cardio. Two sizes smaller, 3 months later. Yeehaw!
* The aforementioned apple butter? Picked 5 full paper grocery sacks of apples from Great Aunt Harriet's. I'm keeping one bag, which netted us the butter and probably will create at least 12 pies to freeze. Didn't even make a dent in her supply, either.
* Super dad is participating in the early antlerless hunt this year. Not to count my chickens too soon, but jerky and venison sausage here I come!

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