Making Homeschooling My Own

As many of my friends and family know, I find great enjoyment in children. A soft kiss on the cheek, a loud squeal of delight, the quick embrace of a child, a long cuddle before bed, the creative stories they tell, the animated account of their latest field trip, their not-so-funny jokes that throw them into fits of laughter, and their all around contagious delight in everything all throws me into raptures. Once again, the children in my life have not failed me. There is another lesson being taught to me by them. And I am here to share this lesson with you. I am so grateful that God has given me such love for children, and the ability to interact with them with such careless freedom. It is only by His gifting that I have room in my heart for them. And I know that my life would be so different without them. So, once again, bear with me.

Because of my interaction with children, as a baby-sitter and as a friend (and yes, I consider myself friends with babies and young children), I have been learning a lot about life, parenting, sin, joy, patience, and homeschooling. I have interacted with children from public, private, and home schools and have had opportunity to notice the differences in them. I also have had opportunity to observe the different parenting styles and seen the affects of those, as well as observed the different personalities different children have. I won’t go into my observation between the different schooling and parenting choices, but I will tell you what I have been learning about homeschooling…from children.

Before I do, I would just like to say that I have always enjoyed being homeschooled. I have always thought that I would homeschool should the Lord give me children of my own. However, I had never really given homeschooling a whole lot of thought other than “yes, I will also homeschool.” I have had the opportunity over the last year to help tutor children from two different familes; my own, and another homeschooling family. I have learned so much from these opportunities.

Because I work every morning, I have not had a whole lot of opportunity to help my Mother homeschool my brother. But there was a period of time when I had several mornings in a row off of work, and I was able to be involved with his homeschool. I really enjoyed those mornings helping my Mother teach my brother. Bobby is a lot like Danny was, always moving and wiggling. Daniel was pulled out of school because of some learning disabilities that the school in Asia was not equipped to handle, and I really don’t think Bobby would do well in a public school either. It is so great to be able to work with him and not force him to sit in a class room for hours on end.

My other experience with tutoring has taught me so much. Sitting there with the two other kids helping them with their home work has been such a joy for me. It has been a great opportunity to observe how another family other than my own “homeschool.” I just love the creativity I see coming out of these kids. The older one is able to read and write, etc. and the younger one is learning to read and count. One day I brought some games to play with them (when they’re not doing school) as a change of routine, and I was surprised and pleased to see how it became a great “school” lesson for them. The game included dice, so they both had to count the numbers, and it was a great counting tool for the younger child. It’s awesome when you can take a game and turn it into “school,”  sometimes without their knowledge :D I play games with these boys, and one of the boys likes to write reports and stories to go with the games. I was reading his latest report recently and thought “Wow, this is awesome! He doesn’t even need a creative writing assignment. He already does it on his own!”

Seeing the creativity oozing out of these three boys, along with having my eyes opened about how you can “homeschool” has really taken my excitement for homeschooling to a completely different level. I’ve always known in my head the things I’ve been learning through experience, but experience teaches in such a different way than head knowledge. I think I have now made Homeschooling my own, in that it is no longer just a way to teach your kids. It is a legacy to be passed on, a lifestyle to live. It is something to be excited about, not just part of your routine.  I think sometimes us Homeschoolers can base our decision to homeschool on the fact that our parents homeschooled, just like we Christians sometimes assume that we’re Christians just because our parents are Christians. Or maybe we decide not to homeschool our kids, because we haven’t caught the vision of what homeschooling could really be. I think we need to take homeschooling and make it our own. We need to really think about what homeschooling has meant to us, and what are some things we would like to do with our kids. What are the things we enjoyed about homeschooling, and what did we not enjoy? Don’t base your decision on homeschooling off of your parents, but off of your own experiences and calling. It excites me to think of a unified family working and learning together. What excites you? So all you Homeschool Grads out there, allow me to challenge you to make homeschooling your own.

Columbus Baby

I am a Columbus baby.  I was born on October 12 1989 and have always been proud of  being a Columbus baby.  So today I turned 20.  It’s funny, you know, how people look at ages. Everyone gets excited about 13 because you’re now a teenager. At 16 you’re old enough to drive a car, and for most families, to date.  At 18 you get the privalge to vote among other things. I found being 18 and 19 to be interesting ages to be at. You were considered to be both and adult and a teenager. Talk about confusion! So was I an adult or a teen? I was both? Okaay.  Now that I’m 20 the big thing is that I’m not a teenager anymore. 21 I’ll get more privaleges (or are they?). The funny thing is, each year that I hit I still feel the same way. It’s not like I miraculously change.  Seriously, if I’m not ready to drive a car on October 11, 2005 what is going to make me ready to drive a car on October 12, 2005? I have a hard time seeing why age is such a big deal. I should stop rambling now for all you people who aren’t reading this anyway.

I was talking to a very lovely person about youth and the apathy they have in their relationships with Jesus Chrsit the other day, and it got me started thinking on it. I told her that I think a lot of the apathy that comes from youth is that they don’t realize that worth of Jesus. If you give a diamond ring to someone who does not realize the worth of diamonds, they’re not going to care a whole lot about it. They might see that it’s shiny and put it where they can see it, but not actually think about it much after that. Whereas someone who is aware of its worth will take care of it and will be thinking of it constantly. Today’s youth are like those who don’t realize the worth of the diamond ring. They think Jesus is nice, so they put him where they can get to him easy when they want or need to, but they don’t take care of their relationship with Him. They don’t try to develop it. Those of us who realize Christ’s worth take care of our relationship with Him.

Then there are those of us who know how much diamonds are worth, but really don’t care a whole lot about them. I mean, seriously, I would be just as happy with a jade ring as a diamond ring. We know how much Jesus is worth, but we don’t have a great amount of personal interst in Him. We know we need Him, but we don’t like to take the time to take care of our relationship with Him. We have too much to do.

Anyhow…this allegory of mine may or may not work, but I decdided to share it anyway. I mean, why not eh?

A hard lesson to learn

5 years ago, I learned something. I learned that my family is not invincible. Sometimes the loss of a loved one does not always mean a death. Sometimes that person you love is very much alive, but you lose someone to something other than death. 5 years ago I lost my sister, and I learned that my family is not invincible as I had always believed.  This lesson has left its scar on me  and I have clung to my family all the harder for it. I will be forced to be separated from my parents and little brother in a while, and it pains me to think of it. But God is good, and His plans are greater than my own.  Perhaps it is good, for it may be that I have not yet learned to cling to God and not my family. Maybe there is a reason I am learning that people and families aren’t invincible…not even Christian families. To God be the glory.

Let us fight!!

This video is so full of urgency, passion, and determination. I want to speak with such passion, to live with such determination, and to act with such urgency. I hope to live out C.T. Studd’s words “Some want to live within sound of church or chapel bell. I want to run a rescue shop within a yard of hell.”