I've decided I'll take a minute, while the Littles are napping and the Bigs are watching "The A-Team," to switch the laundry, sip my latte, and sit down a minute. (Little-known fact, via Jon-Jon : the B.A. in B.A. Baracus's name stands for "Bad AttiDUDE.")
Lately, homeschooling has been on my mind. It's August, the Back to School sales abound, there are crayons and Post-it Notes and lunchboxes for sale. It's that time of year when I urgently phone my husband: "I need a lesson planner! With a grader thingy!" and start quoting "You've Got Mail" to my friend Kendra: "Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me wanna buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils..."
I'm not positive she has even seen the movie (but pretty sure), but it doesn't matter. Every year we talk about sniffing scotch tape and I give the sharpened pencil quote.
It is so easy to join the frenzy surrounding school, even (or perhaps, especially) homeschool. Parents are talking about schedules and curricula and co-ops and soccer, and I'm still trying to figure out what grade you're in when you're ten years old, eleven come November.
Sometimes I'm not up for the fight and I just want to stomp off and forget it all.
But it won't do to hide under the kitchen table and suck my thumb in protest. That floor is filthy, and there's no room, anyway.
So I take a deep breath, and move on to the next thing. (You do realize that when I say "take a deep breath," I mean "stress out completely, clean obscure things [the laundry room cupboards?] in a panic, bark orders to multiple stunned, worthless children, and neglect dinner altogether until Ethan tells me everything will be just fine if I take a nap while he makes the world's best scrambled eggs," right?)
And Ethan's right. Some rest and some food, and I'm ready for rational thinking.
And these are the rational thoughts I am now having: the most important things, the MOST important things, whether using a boxed curriculum or piecing one together myself or what have you or what have me...
are Consistency and Constancy.
Constancy and Consistency.
Being consistent and constant.
Or, to put it another way, constant and consistent.
Because what it all boils down to is this: In the end, learning must get done. It must. Just like the dishes and the diapers and the laundry. In order to survive in this world, in order to make it to the next, you must learn.
And anyway, you are learning, no matter what. You are learning what kinds of food you like and what you must dramatically gag over, how many chores you can neglect without anyone else caring enough to make you care, and exactly what looks Mama gives Papa that mean you should probably make yourself scarce before you have to deal with his serious face.
And the kind of learning that gets you out of your bed, out of this house, out into the world with two firm feet to stand on? That's the kind of learning I agonize over, comparing scopes and sequences and spreadsheets and graphs until I remember.
Constancy and Consistency.
Constancy: every day, you are learning. My job is to ensure that what you are learning is profitable for your soul, and that what isn't is removed. What we do under the guise of "SCHOOL" is fairly incidental. I am to teach you diligently, when we sit at our house, when we walk by the way, when we lie down, and when we rise (see Dt. 6:6-9). All of the time, you are learning. And all of the time, I am learning.
|Miriam, three years ago|
Consistent: the way in which I teach you must be true to the Truth, and it must be done with the kind of regularity and priority that we give things true to the Truth.
BUT! It needn't be complicated. And? It probably SHOULDN'T be complicated.
I think we parent/teachers like to have graphs and spreadsheets and multi-page lesson plans so that we can show each other. Maybe the other parent will think, "Ah! That is a lot of writing! There are a lot of arrows. There are many steps to teach that. You must be very smart to use such a complicated system with your child. I wish I was that smart. I think I will get some graphs and spreadsheets and multi-page lesson plans."
And really? That's pretty silly.
|Aunt Becca (my BABY sister - GULP!) and Ada|
So what do Constancy and Consistency mean for our homeschooling?
Well, it means everything we do contributes in one way or another, and it should contribute in a positive, appropriate manner.
It means we are purposeful in our living. We are careful with how we learn and how we practice what we learn.
If we feel that teaching you history is important (and it is), I should find a way to teach it that 1) I can do and 2) you can do.
And that's it! I needn't stress about you making timeline cards or cooking cakes in the shape of countries or singing songs that list all the Presidents and their dates of service. I mean, if we decide that we want to do that and can do that, that's fine. But let's call it what it is (fun) and leave it at that.
(Well, you call it that. I'll call it a real drag.)
So as this new school year begins, I'll pull out the texts and divvy up the units into weeks and the weeks into days and the days into lessons.
But all of that is really secondary. Even Solomon called all of this a "striving after the wind" (see Ecclesiastes).
More important is that we strive for truth, real Truth, every day and in the right way.
Let them have their timeline cards and cakes and songs. I'll show you a Timeline book and a globe. The presidential singing?
Well, nobody likes a showoff anyway.
And the next time someone asks me what we're doing for school this year? I'll say, "Oh, a bit of this and a bit of that, and all of life."
Only, maybe I'll just say, "A bit of this and a bit of that."
Because no one likes a showoff.