July 2009

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In Memoriam

Rest in peace, California.  An Onion-worthy satire.

Under the influence of spiritual guru Jerry Brown, it began wholesale experimentation in exotic spending programs, eventual resulting in a traumatic 1979 stay at the Prop 13 Rehab Center.

“California loves children,” said Vermont. “California loves children, because deep inside California is a also a child — full of innocent wonder, and the belief that any budget wish can come true as long as you just wish hard enough.”

In 2003 the state rejected suggestions that it was facing bankruptcy, saying that “I can’t be out of money, I still have checks left.”

Errands

Only when you have a child can you have this exchange:

Me: So, we’ll go to the library, then to CVS, then Home Depot.
Adam: That sounds like fun!

Everything is an exciting adventure for a 2-year-old.  And we get to go along for the ride.

Samantha is learning to pump her legs on the swing.  The other day, she was doing such a great job that I exclaimed, “You’re swinging!”  I think I startled her because she fell forward off the swing in a heap.  The first thing she said when she got up was, TRY AGAIN! TRY AGAIN!  She may be a cautious child, but when she values something, she is persistent.

Titanic Deck Chairs has this week’s edition of the Objectivist Round Up, which is celebrating its second anniversary.  Don’t miss “Unexpected Poetry.”

I’ve definitely maxed out on the homeschool conferences for now.  Attending them was extremely helpful for me – so helpful that I don’t need any more help for a while.  I’m really starting to feel like I can do this.

As I mentioned, Susan Wise Bauer and her mother Jessie Wise spoke at the most recent conference.  They are the co-authors of The Well Trained Mind: A Guide to Classical Education at Home.  (I waited to buy it at the conference, thinking I’d get a discount.  I did, but they still couldn’t beat Amazon’s price. Damn.)  Susan Wise Bauer’s keynote address was an inspiring and enjoyable talk about how parents can and should remain intellectuals.  I attended 3 of Jessie Wise’s presentations.  She wasn’t the greatest speaker, but I did enjoy her talk, ”The Good Reader: Teaching Reading from Birth On.”  It was especially relevant because…

Samantha is ready to start learning to read!

We’ve started playing Starfall, a free online phonics game.  (Thanks, Rational Jenn!)  Sam can’t work the mouse yet, so I do it for her.  (Any recommendations for games to help her learn the mouse?)  She started picking up the letter sounds quickly, and I can see the light bulb going on when the game puts letters together and sounds out the words.  She loves it, and she’s spending even more time “reading” her books lately.  I’m sure we’ll continue to use Starfall, but I want to be methodical about phonics so I’m quickly trying to find a more formal program to use with her.  The first step is continuing to teach her all the letter sounds, but even there, if I hadn’t had Starfall’s help, I would have been telling her that “t” says “tuh” instead of just the first part of that sound, just the “t” part.  I want to make sure I do this right. 

Jessie Wise has a program called The Ordinary Parent’s Guide to Teaching Reading.  Based on her lecture and flipping through the book at the conference, it seems to be very well thought-out, but not very flexible.  It gives a full script for the parent/teacher to follow.  I suppose I could adjust it.  It’s also a very inexpensive option, so it’s at the top of my list right now.

I also bought a used copy of The Writing Road to Reading, based on a recommendation for this “Spalding Method” of learning to read.  It is a phonics-based program, but you do writing and spelling right along with the learning of the phonemes.  I skimmed the book and the approach didn’t appeal to me.  I know Sam is not able to write letters yet; she just drew her first triangle a few days ago!  However, I might use the instruction for writing the letters when the time comes later.  It is very precise and the method is highly structured which I think is important.

I did a bit of research on the Internet but didn’t see anything that struck me as better than the Ordinary Parents guide.  Since we have Starfall for free, I’m not looking for a game-based program or any bells and whistles.  I also don’t clearly understand what Sam will be doing at Montessori in the fall.  I know about the sandpaper letters, but I think she’ll move quickly beyond that.  If you have a suggestion for a good phonics program, please let me know.

Of course, the first thing I did after the conference was to start reading “The Well Trained Mind.”  I’ve only read the first few chapters but I know that I am going to use this book as my homeschooling bible.  This is the structure that I’ve been looking for!  Although I don’t agree with all aspects of Classical Education, it does have the 2 most important elements at its core: hierarchy and a focus on teaching content (facts), especially in the early years. 

It respects the hierarchy of knowledge by using history as a guide to the order of learning, which is what Lisa VanDamme does at her school (though probably not in the exact way outlined in WTM).  Subjects are studied in historical order, but you spiral through history a few times during the 12 years, getting to deeper levels with each pass.  So, for example, you would teach biology in grades 1, 5, and 9, each time presenting more advanced material.  (If you’re interested in this approach, I repeat my enthusiastic recommendation of Ms. VanDamme’s lecture course, The Role of Hierarchy in Education.) 

The focus on content comes from something called the Trivium, the ancient Greek method consisting of 3 stages of learning: grammar, dialectic, and rhetoric, which are geared to the abilities of the mind at that stage.  The grammar stage emphasizes the memorization of facts, the dialectic stage teaches logic, and the rhetoric stage moves into argument, debate, and written expression.

I don’t buy the sharp distinctions of the Trivium, but I do agree that students must first learn facts before they have any ability to analyze, let alone to express formal opinions.  The most damning thing about standard schools is not their propaganda or lack of academic rigor, but the demented methodology that asks a 3nd grader to write an essay on his opinion of the United Nations.  This emphasis on “self expression” is not just pointless; it teaches children that ideas have no connection to facts.  Is it any surprise that college students seem to be a bunch of know-it-all know-nothings?  That’s exactly what we’ve asked them to be from grade 1.

So I do think the general course of Classical Education makes sense, but I would put it differently:  First you must have data, then you must move to more abstract knowledge using reason, then you must learn how to work with those abstract ideas to come up with your own insights and learn how to apply all of this knowledge to further your own life.  I probably won’t keep the stages as distinct as would be done in true Classical Education, and I don’t see “logic” and “rhetoric” as the ultimate focus of the later stages – just as added elements.  I’m sure I’ll incorporate all kinds of other ideas into my homeschooling as time goes on.

This last conference also cemented my intention to teach Samantha Latin starting in 4th grade or so.  I don’t plan to teach her any other foreign languages as part of her core education, though she could do that as extracurricular study.  Adam and I are excited to learn Latin right along with Sam.  We’ll probably do that work in the evenings as a family.  How great is that!

So, I feel like my new career as homeschooler has officially begun, and I’m much more excited about it than I ever thought I would be.  Somehow, all my bouncing around in life has brought me to this fantastic place.  I’m really not sure how that happened.

Bribes

Samantha had her first visit to the dentist this morning.  She got to sit in a chair that went up and down, to see and touch all kinds of new things, to practice spitting out adult toothpaste (something she begs to do at home), to show the hygienist how well she can brush her own teeth, and to wear cool sunglasses and a bib with neat clips.

And just in case she didn’t enjoy that, she got a bag of treats to bring home.

And just in case that didn’t make her happy, she got a balloon.

And just in case, I still took her out for ice cream afterwards.

Well, we have at least one more month to go.  I had high hopes this time, so I’m quite disappointed. 

However, since I’m working on looking for the bright side in things, I choose to focus on the fact that this will just allow me to keep my job as professional parent for one month longer.  And truthfully, extending this period in my life is one of my main reasons for wanting another child.  So, there, negativity!  Be gone!

Dear Jackson,

Jackson can’t go to the playground with me.  Jackson can’t go to the playground at school.  Because he had to go home.  I miss you, Jackson.  I feel like I miss you.

I liked to play with you, Jackson.  I didn’t like it when you got hurt and cried.  I liked going to the playground with you, and the dog park too.  I remember when we took a bath together, my daddy dumped water on your hair.

I love you,

Samantha

Introducing, the latest addition to the Mossoff clan:  Fishy.

Fishy

We’ve had him a couple of weeks now, but we weren’t sure if he was going to make it for a while, there.  Apparently, Bettas can be pretty moody and don’t like moving in to a new home, so they refuse to eat.  This guy also doesn’t like his food pellets whole – they must be broken up into even tinier little particles.  I don’t really care since I refuse to accept any responsibility for this extra mouth to feed.  This one is Adam’s.  I tried that deal with the dog, but didn’t count on the fact that I’d be the one who was home all day, making it impossible for me to avoid doggie-walking, doggie-playing, doggie-training, and doggie-loving.  The fish, however, is working out just fine.  Adam feeds it and cleans its bowl.  I just get to enjoy it.  Him, I mean.  I’ve been wanting to add some royal blue accents to my living room anyway.

A couple of years ago, Adam and I (with a 3 month old Samantha!) went to Playa del Carmen, Mexico, for a wedding.  One of the events was a catamaran ride with a stop for snorkeling.  While we were all filing on to the boat, a few of us were making some small talk with one of the tour guides, a tan, smiling young guy who moved with the kind of energy that says, “I’m enjoying this.”  Somebody said something that prompted him to say, “I haven’t worn any kind of shoes except flip flops for years.”  He said it with pride.

This is the kind of statement that, ten years ago, I would have seen as either dishonest or a sign of laziness.  Now, in my new role as parent/blogger/future homeschooler, I can say proudly that I, too, wear flip flops or nothing at all on my feet.  At least, that is, during summer.

Firsts

It’s a week old now, so I’d better write up our adventures on our trip to North Carolina before I totally forget what happened. 

Besides our fun with GeePee, we had a pretty good time traveling by car with Sam.  She’s always been a fairly easy traveler but, of course, car trips at this age can be difficult.  We brought the Da-vi-da, which is the way we say “DVD player” when we don’t want Sam to know what we’re talking about.  (I’m sure she knows exactly what we’re talking about.)  We didn’t use it on the way down, but on the way home we let Sam watch her Barbie video.  For the first time, she watched an entire movie.  For 83 minutes, she was captivated.  For some reason, this made me proud. (By the way, I really like this movie, Barbie as Rapunzel, and I’ve heard that the whole Barbie series is quite good.  The music is nice, the story is charming, and there is not a lot of fast scene-switching.  Sam seems to understand the basic plot and talks about it afterwards.  We’ll definitely be buying more from this series.)

At the campground, we stayed in a little “cabin” which I think was half of a trailer home.  It was clean and cozy, with a bathroom and kitchen.  We brought our dog along on the trip but they didn’t allow pets in the cabins, so he stayed in my parents’ RV with them.  I guess the enormous bugs that could not be kept out of the cabin didn’t count as pets, though.  Holy cow, the bugs!  The bad part was the mosquitoes all day long, not just at dusk.  The good part was the dragonflies and butterflies that were hovering about at all times.  Quite pretty!

We were able to spend a lot of good time with my parents, also known as Grandee and Grando.  Grandee cooked a lot of good food, and, of course, brownies.  We had a campfire the first night, which is always my favorite part of camping.

The campground had a little lake with a fountain in the middle and we rented a paddleboat and took Sam out on it.  She seems to like boating, and I’m determined to get her out on the water at every opportunity to keep that interest alive.  I love boats.

The lake was stocked with fish and Sam got to seem them jumping out of the water.  That was a first.  She also saw a little girl, no more than 9 years old, catch a fish.  We saw the whole thing: she cast the line, the thingy bobbed, the girl pulled on the rod and then reeled it in.  Her older brother took the fish off the hook and put it in a bucket of water, where we watched the fish swim and jump angrily around in circles before settling in to his fate.

On the Fourth, we went to a little town called Elizabeth City to watch the fireworks.  There was a good military band playing, and a moon bounce to pass the time until it got dark.  We also saw a woman holding (wearing?) a python, and Sam got to touch it.  It’s not the first time she’s touched a snake, but again, we try to take every opportunity for Sam to have these interesting experiences. 

Since Sam has recently decided that she is afraid of thunder, I knew the fireworks might be a problem, but I didn’t think about it much.  We just kept a semi-casual, semi-excited attitude.  She was sitting on my lap as we waited for the show to start.  When she saw the first explosion, I felt her sit up straight with interest, but when she heard that first explosion a moment later, she cowered into my shoulder.  The rest of the show was the ultimate in what Adam and I call, “scared-curious.”  We actually invented that term for our cat, who seems to be in a permanent state of ambivalence, but it is certainly applicable to many things with Samantha as well.  She was fascinated and scared at the same time.  She alternated between being transfixed and saying, GO HOME NOW. NO FIREWORKS. SHOOK. [Scared.]  She was never scared enough for us to pack up and call it quits, and I think that she enjoyed it overall.  I was proud of her.  It was quite a nice fireworks show too.  We all enjoyed it.

We had planned to hit the beach at Outer Banks the next day, but we slept in late and it looked like rain, so we just went to another local town for a picnic at a park instead.  The park had a playground, so Sam was happy.

On the way home, we stopped for dinner at The Smokey Pig restaurant in Ashland, Virginia.  It’s just one of those hokey places with a silly name that you see everywhere on the side of the road, and the food was sub-par.  But it was a highlight of the trip because the whole place was filled with pigs – pictures of pigs, statues of pigs, stuffed pigs, carved wooden pigs, even a poster of Pigs in Space.  Sam loved it enough that we grabbed a to-go menu for the Adventure Box.

As you can tell, most of my thoughts about this trip revolve around Samantha.  That’s fine with me.  Watching her experience new things and places is one of the great joys of parenting.  Still, I’m really looking forward to our next trip, which will include a Samantha-free weekend for Adam and me.  Now that will be a first for the adults in the family!

My daughter’s voice on the telephone saying, I LOVE YOU TOO, MOMMY!

If you liked the dance video I posted yesterday, maybe you’ll also like this video of Nora the Cat playing the piano.  The music was composed around what the cat played and I must say, the composer did a pretty amazing job.  (Full disclosure: The cat’s mommy is my husband’s aunt.  Does that make the cat my cousin-in-law or something?)

Today and tomorrow I’ll be attending another homeschooling conference.  This one is a Northern Virginia group, whereas the last one was for the entire state.  Still, there’s enough homeschooling going on around here that even this organization was able to get Susan Wise Bauer as their Keynote Speaker.  She is the author of The Well Trained Mind: A Guide to Classical Education at Home, which is my next homeschool read, for sure. 

I also just finished listening to Lisa VanDamme’s lecture, The Role of Hierarchy in Education.  Ms. VanDamme runs a school in Southern California which is a model for what I want Samantha’s education to be.  Her writings and lectures have taught me more than anything else what a real education should be.  At the school’s web site, you can sign up for The VanDamme Academy’s newsletter, Pedagogically Correct, which is a great way to get a taste of what Ms. VanDamme’s method is all about.

Addiction

I’ve tried to restrain myself from writing too much about my favorite show, So You Think You Can Dance, but I just must post this clip from the show last night.  This is some of the greatest choreography I’ve ever seen.  Mia Michaels is an evil genius.

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