Worky-Booky

This is not usually a curriculum blog, but in the midst of packing and preparations, I have to share about these “worky-bookys” as Hermes calls them, because if I didn’t, I would feel remiss. They are a set of six, published by Rod and Staff Publishers, and a kind friend gave us the set of six when Athena was a wee child. We used up a couple that year, then Apollo had his turn, and now Hermes is working through the two that are left. But I like them so much, and Hermes loves them ever so, that I think I may order a new set for him to work through the next couple of years. IMG_8618 IMG_8624There is something refreshing and appealing about the clean blackline drawings of birds and vegetables. They practice all the proper skills that should be in a preschool workbook (cutting, sorting, tracing, coloring, etc) but without the garishly loud flying monkey cartoons and such that one finds all too often nowadays. This page practices patterns, but instead of boring geometric shapes, we have birds’ nests and leaves! Isn’t that sweet? IMG_8615On the opposite page are the options to cut out (an nest with four eggs, an empty nest, an owl) and paste. There is also an exercise that practices sorting and classifying birds and insects and drawing a line from each to the correct kind of home. But look out! there’s something there trying to trick us that is not a bird or an insect! IMG_8616 To be honest, Hermes doesn’t do too much worky-booky. But at the start of the school day, on the days he doesn’t have preschool, he gets very excited to get out his very own book and his crayon box, just like his big sisters and brother, and have his mama’s attention all to himself for a little while. Sometimes I catch the siblings glancing wistfully over at drawings of acorns and squirrels, wishing perhaps that their math still consisted of drawing a path from the squirrel to the nut. After a page or two, with his attention tank filled up a bit, he is glad to run off and play Legos and trains while his siblings carry on at the table.  And mama enjoys the therapeutic nature of sitting with her little man and helping to color inside the lines. It’s a little more straightforward than circumference and radius.

The Science Fair

Our homeschool support group’s annual Science Fair was just over a week ago, and I’m going to use this space for a little wrap-up and closure. This year I had the honor of being The Science Fair Lady (coordinator is the proper title, but I think Science Fair Lady has a rather flamboyant ring to it, don’t you?)  That means mostly that I got to update all the very organized files that the former Science Fair Lady passed on to me. She’d been the SFL since this particular Fair’s inception, and she was ready for a break. So it really wasn’t too much work, but it did take up a bit of our free time last week to update the files, communicate with the participants, organize our judges, print out the fancy certificates, re-print out the fancy certificates after I realized that I’d forgotten to update the part of the certificate that said “2009”, quick trip to the office store to get the fancy certificate paper so I could re-print them, etc. etc. We had a nice group of 16 young scientists with projects ranging from Buoyancy to Water Rockets to Hammering Forces to Packing Materials to Popcorn and more. We had three excellent judges who arrived early with properly solemn judging faces. All the children set up their displays, waited somewhat nervously until their turn for judging, and then showed lines of concentration across their faces as they explained the workings of their particular experiments.  At one point I grew worried that perhaps our judges, being fresh this year and wanting to do their official best, might be taking their role too seriously, as I saw a couple stricken faces and prolonged interviews. I wondered aloud to Former Science Fair Lady, who was in attendance and standing nearby, if I should tell the judges to be a little more lenient and let things slide a little. “No Way!” said that wise FSFL, “This is Real Life! This is the Science Fair, not the Literature Fair, there are yes and no questions, with right and wrong answers. Maybe not everyone will get a ribbon, and that is real life.” Yikes! Okay, I thought trepidatiously, since it was her young daughter who was looking the most stricken!  I am one of those troubling American parents who grew up with affirmative action; I want everyone to get a trophy! I want everybody to be happy!  Smiles all around! Well, it all turned out okay. After the judges finished there were refreshments while I tallied things up in the room next door and stapled the correct color ribbon on the certificates. Then the award ceremony! I got to be all official and shake hands with each of the students as I handed out their certificates. Then it was time to clean up and put away, and my one regret about being SFL was that I didn’t have enough time to read the displays and learn from them myself. As we were packing up, three brothers approached me to say thanks and they told me how excited they were this year to earn the blue ribbon. Last year they hadn’t gotten the blue, and they had worked really hard for it this year. That made their accomplishment very satisfying. It showed me that if I spare someone the disappointment of not getting a blue ribbon, I may be keeping them from the drive to excel, improve and accomplish which brings its own sweeter rewards.  I love science – at least science at this fun experimental level. And I love that after three years of science fair, my kids really have a handle on what the Scientific Method is and how to use it. Somehow I never really learned all the steps until…well, when we signed up for the Science Fair two years ago! What I really love about learning science is that better understanding how the world is put together gives us all the more reason to glorify God for His amazing creation. He made it all for us to live in and enjoy, and somehow, despite the impression that some professional scientists give that they’ve got the how and why all worked out, I suspect we’ve only just scratched the surface. Take courage, young scientists, there’s a lot more to discover! Thank Him for it!

Everyday Bloggin’

I’ve been inspired recently by a friend who writes on her blog nearly every day about her family’s everday homeschool doings, largely she says, so that she has some record, somewhere of what they spent the day doing! I’m thinking that’s not such a shabby idea, considering that most days I fall into bed wondering if we did anything worthwhile or educational at all. When I stop and think hard, I realize that yes, in between all the coming and going and activities, we did learn a few things, probably quite a lot. So maybe I’ll try? So I have a record somewhere to make me feel better when I have insecure homeschool moments? days? lifetimes? BUT, and that is a big but (ha!), I will have to relinquish some, or rather A LOT, of my perfectionist writing tendencies.  So maybe there will be some sentences that just hang together don’t quite right. Maybe I will overuse wonderfully descriptive words in two wonderfully consecutive phrases. Maybe fragments. But then maybe, just maybe, I could post a little more and then posts wouldn’t be so far between because I am waiting for the perfect time to “perfect” them. Maybe I could get to the point where I feel like a post written quickly at the countertop or zipped off after lunch (right now) while I’m ignoring everybody would “count.” So anyway, today: Everybody felt groggy this morning. I had the worst time getting out of bed, and I am certain that it is due to Daylight Savings Time. Twice a year it irritates me all over again. Yes, I do like the long, bright evenings, but the switch is just hard! For those of us who seem to be more closely tied to light for their circadian rhythms and who work hard at going to bed and getting up at the same time every day, suddenly jumping an hour one direction or another just upsets the whole sleep pattern thing again, and it takes me about a week to adjust. Okay, enough whining about that. Sorry. I actually did get to the gym this morning. Mr. Zeus prayed over me to have the energy to go, so then what could I do? I made it and did a weight circuit which I haven’t done in a looooong time. Nothing crazy, just remembering how those machines work.  After I came home and breakfasted and more importantly, coffeed, I took Hermes to preschool and then came back and started school work with the other two. (Artemis is away for a field trip overnight with her 2-day a week middle school.) We read the first chapter of Nehemiah – we’ve just finished up Ezra, and we want to get Nehemiah’s take on the Return of the Exiles. Then spelling/dictation for the two of them, and then Apollo and I finished up his Little House chapter on The Wonderful Machine, about a new-fangled threshing machine that came to the Ingalls farm. After that we did French together, and I left to go read to Hermes preschool class. This month is BEAR week: Be Excited About Reading and parents were invited to be guest readers.  I read Harold and the Purple Crayon (Harold was my childhood favorite) and The Story About Ping. While I was gone Apollo and Athena finished up their French and did their math lesson.  We had refurbished leftovers for lunch, cleaned up and scattered for FOYB – Flat On Your Back time. And so here I am, feeling drowsy on the couch, listening to the hum of the dishwasher and Hermes fussing about FOYB time in his room. I’ll bet he’s not really flat on his back, but I don’t really care as long as for the moment he’s there and I’m here!  The day’s not nearly done, but thinking through what’s already been accomplished does give me encouragement…and makes me think that becoming a little flatter on this couch would be a good idea and wouldn’t be unmerited. What…do you…zzzzzz….