religion

Laying down arms

Upon laying down of arms .

If I were an American, as I am an Englishman, while a foreign troop was landed in my country,I never would lay down my arms o never o never o never!
—Pitt,William, 1st Earl of Chatham known as the Elder

In my life, I can find it hard to lay down my arms. To surrender myself, my desires, particularly with regard to my vocation as a wife and mother. I tend to be like the first Earl of Chatham, mentally shouting never, never, never!

Or, usually, in my mind, Sh*t, Sh*t, Sh*t! I am so holy!

At least I can laugh at myself ..

Karen E. has a very thoughtful post on vocation and surrender.

She writes In striving to practice obedience and self-surrender, I’ve been granted the greatest freedom I’ve ever known.

It is paradoxical and yet it is true. I give, I give up a desire, I struggle, I pray. And , eventually, there is a sense of reward, of fruitfulness, of this is right, of being content. Perhaps, too, of joy.

Nearly always. Eventually. Although eventually might mean a very long time.

And I don ‘t do this laying down of arms all the time, I don ‘t always surrender my desires. I don’t believe I am called to do so.

Am I?

P.S. Pics are from Saturday’s RAAF Family Day. I thught the military theme fit in with the laying down of arms!
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religion

Saints and Centrepieces.

Table centrepieces.

This week, I am having a different centrepiece for the dining table, for each feast day. For most of the feast days.

Yesterday, St Jerome. The Dhouay-Rheims Bibke
Today St Therese of Lisieux. A vase of flowers for the Little Flower.
Tomorrow, the Guardian Angels. Some butterfly ( angel wing) cupcakes.
Saturday, St Francis. Our statue of St Francis.
Tuesday, the Most Holy Rosary. Rosary Beads, of course!
Life

When I’m 64!

Know that Beatles song?

The refrain keeps going, on and on and on, through my head.

My kids would tell you, in jest, that I’m not far off 64! Hah!
But I am wondering about growing older. About life in the future. About what I want to be like and what I don ‘t want to be.

About facing life without kids.

The Who sang I hope I die before I get old.

And now they are old. Or dead.

For those of The Who still alive, is life what they thought it would be?
Better? Worse? Just different?

My grandmother used to say I hope I die at Christmas and ruin it all for you!

Well, I certainly don ‘t want to do that! lol!

But I do know that who I am, how I will live will reflect some of the choices that I make now, in my late forties.

Scary, huh?

The saints are the sinners who keep on going. Robert Louis Stevenson

Maybe. Maybe you have to just keep on going, in prayer and love and doing what is right.

Life

St Anthony Academy

St Anthony Academy. The official name of our unschooling homeschool.

And the name of my new blog.

It is an account of our days. A list of what we do, educationally.

For the state. For us. For anyone interested in what our homeschool looks like, nuts and bolts, the nitty gritty.

And because I have become increasingly bad at keeping that paper trail, that log for the Board of Studies. This way, our log is online.

I hope.
Unschooling

The Bare Minimum? The Messy Side of Learning?

What is the bare minimum in homeschooling/unschooling?

What do you think is the “bare minimum” you need to cover in your homeschool?

I am thinking about this, because of a blog post I read ~ at yarns of the heart. And because of a discussion ~ at the 4 Real Learning forum.

I am not yet sure of our bare minimum.

However, I have a leaning towards our minimum being books, or books/movies/music/living the liturgical year , just because these have been so important for our family.

Last week, Anthony ( recently turned 13) was sitting in the family room reading James Thurber and sharing with us bits of Thurber’s dry, sardonic, satirical humour humour.

A visitor didn’t get the nuances – I realised that all the reading Anthony has done and all the movies he has seen and all the talking we have done have helped him develop a cultural literacy.

I tend to think that we live in a rich environment, are involved in our parish and community and so a lot of learning just happens – I don’t need to put many things on my bare minimum list.

Things like literature, discussion, film and media, current events, art, music, computer, history, work education, food and technology….These things just kind of happen….and science and languages for Alexander…

Maybe, too, it depends on the child and his needs and age?

Perhaps just living in a rich, book and faith filled environment is my bare minimum.

And then we go from there, adding and adjusting and deleting things as it seems right for each child.

You know, as much as we might like to think that learning happens in a linear fashion, that if we do abc then xyz will happen, well, reality has shown me that learning is messy. It is haphazard. It is one step ahead, two steps back.

A bit like a toddler learning to walk.

Classical education, by its usual neo-classical definition, tends to be structured and orderly. Yet the child still learns in his own way, picking up bits here and there, needing review or forging ahead, finding a passion or just ticking a box…

The messiness of learning is where unschooling comes in – going with that educational flow.

The claim is that if educators invested a fraction of the energy on stimulating the students’ enjoyment of learning that they now spend in trying to transmit information we could achieve much better results. Literacy, numeracy, or indeed any other subject matter will be mastered more readily and more thoroughly when the student becomes able to derive intrinsic rewards from learning. At present, however, lamentably few students would recognize the idea that learning can be enjoyable.


When people enjoy whatever they are doing, they report some characteristic experiential states that distinguish the enjoyable moment from the rest of life. The same dimensions are reported in the context of enjoying chess, climbing mountains, playing with babies, reading a book, or writing a poem. They are the same for young and old, male and female, American or Japanese, rich or poor. In other words, the phenomenology of enjoyment seems to be a panhuman constant. When all the characteristics are present, we call this state of consciousness a flow experience, because many of the respondents reported that when what they were doing was especially enjoyable it felt like being carried away by a current, like being in a
flow.THOUGHTS ABOUT EDUCATION Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi

Classical in content, unschooling in practice?

…discovered that these children absorbed information mainly by “doing nothing, observing, having conversations, exploring, and through self-directed learning”. They liken the “chaotic nature” of informal learning to the process that leads to scientific breakthroughs, the early stages of crafting a novel, coming up with a solution to a technical problem, or the act of composing music.

“Its products are often intangible, its processes obscure, its progress piecemeal,” they say. “There are false starts, unrelated bits and pieces picked up, interests followed and discarded, sometimes to be taken up again, sometimes not… Yet the chaotic nature of the informal curriculum does not appear to be a barrier to children organising it into a coherent body of knowledge.

Thomas and Pattison acknowledge that critics will say home-educated children are likely to pick up information peppered with misunderstandings or inaccuracies, and parents may unwittingly pass on their own misconceptions. “Yet the lack of information quality-control does not appear to lead to muddled, confused children,” they say.

“In some ways, it may be an advantage because, rather than presenting knowledge in neat packages, the informal curriculum forces learners to become actively engaged with their information – to work with it, move it around, juggle ideas and resolve contradictions… It is not a static thing contained in a series of educational folders. It is alive and dynamic”.How Children Learn At Home