When Children Beam
I will miss these 100-plus kids and their families when Free at Last closes tomorrow night! I love the beam on a child’s face when I say what a good job he or she is doing. I love the beam on a mother’s face…
I will miss these 100-plus kids and their families when Free at Last closes tomorrow night! I love the beam on a child’s face when I say what a good job he or she is doing. I love the beam on a mother’s face…
The other day a fellow grandmother (I’ll call her Jane) talked to me about some conversations she has had with homeschooling mothers. She was sad to learn how little support some of them receive from their own mothers. I was reminded of stories I have heard myself. A grandmother…
During the years when slavery was an accepted practice in the United States, brave men and women risked their lives and fortunes to fight against it. Today the idea of a race of people being enslaved by another race is appalling.…
Ray has been doing song parodies since we were first married, when most of our friends were other undergraduate and graduate students from church. One of my favorite parodies from back then was “Counting Wizard” which Ray wrote (to the tune of…
Saturday was a paint and hammer and cut and staple day as the Homeschool Dramatic Society moved closer to performances this week. While working on behind the scenes necessities for the play, I visited with a long-time dramatic society friend and…
A woman recently told me about parenting advice she read in a resource popular among homeschoolers. Her comment began something like this: “I was reading in ______________ the other day; and if you will do such and such, then such and such…
Ray and I each decided to read a book about Alaska during our trip there in mid-August. The book I chose was about Native Alaskans and was written by an Inupiaq. It was a natural choice for me, because I love to learn…
When our taxi driver delivered us to our Bed & Breakfast in Anchorage back in 2014, our host met us outside and showed us to our room. We were ready for supper, so he directed us to the bike path…
When I was eight years old and my brother was five, our parents took us to Santa Claus Land in Santa Claus, Indiana. Back in the 1960s, before it became the modern Holiday World, Santa Claus Land was a tiny amusement park, smaller…