“We’ll just tell him no,” my husband said. “He can’t join the military; it’s too dangerous.”
“You do realize that when he turns eighteen, he can join even if we say no?” I countered.
For years, our son has been enamored with the military. In addition to all the books he reads on history of the military and history of weaponry, I’ve found library books hidden under his bed with titles like “How to Survive Basic Training.” I have to admit that I’m not thrilled with Continue reading When You Can’t Just Say No
About seven years ago, I volunteered to join my homeschool support group’s Board. I was, I believe, member number thirteen. I had volunteered to help with supplying information to people contacting our group. It was a small job, or so I thought, just a way to help out a bit. But within six months, most of the other members of the Board dropped out. A few announced they were leaving as they moved out of the area or their children graduated, but most just disappeared without word. Eventually, we’d hear that a family crisis had hit and they’d moved to help relatives or a family member died and they’d suddenly left town to help settle an estate and no one knew when they’d be back. Soon, it seemed that I was Continue reading You’re the Leader?
This afternoon, I watched my teenage daughter lead an art club that she dreamed of, planned for, and pulled off. Seventeen other homeschooled students (not counting younger siblings who played nearby in the park) participated. They listened as she explained her plan and made art together, and at the end of the hour and a half club, they each shared their work with the rest of the club. (We were surprised when even our two-year-old sat and drew for most of the time, rather than playing with the other toddlers. Then he stood and showed his scribbles to the group for his very first presentation.)
She wanted to get together with friends to do art, but she didn’t want a class where everyone would end up with a cookie-cutter drawing; she envisioned learning techniques, sharing ideas, and then creating individual works of art in a nurturing environment. Since no one else was planning something of that sort, she designed it herself and ended up with a monthly club that she hopes to include in a 4-H art project she’s working on.
This is a moment that reassures me that our homeschooling program is indeed a success.