onward Christian scholars

the tools of the trade are strewn across the coffee table.

this is what our chalkboard looks like. "practice v" refers to #1 Son's and his violin. The "Experiment with potato" isn't a free-for-all. They actually have to follow the Biology textbook instructions. (Not an atypical reaction from student: "Ohhh....! I thought you meant that all we had to do was experiment with one.")
a happy student exuding waves of enthusiasm over his textbooks.

the joy of learning personified. (Hey! Home-schooled kids get to sit Indian-style.)


The Hull Homeschool Academy started off with a muffled bang this morning. Last week was (what the industry refers to as) "a wash" in the School of Formal Learning, considering the whole student body (population:2) was recovering from an intestinal bug of some sort. Also, the schoolmarm took a personal day to drive Friend #12 to the Syracuse airport. Also: Hubby requested the school body put in a full day of work at his jobsite. Also: the first CFA ski trip was on Friday. Does this sound familiar to any of you devoted home-schooling moms?

I fret not over a week like that because I know the learning curve still rises, by the grace of God. Nevertheless, I ascended the proverbial grandstand and announced with great flourish last evening:
"Everybody had better be ready for school at 8 a.m. tomorrow morning. AND have a cheerful attitude about learning."
They nodded courteously in my general direction, as to an unnecessary policeman directing traffic under a stoplight. They know when mom means business.

File this post under the topic of "self-satisfaction". I even documented our morning with a few photos, as undeniable proof of the roller-coaster thrill of learning that my students experience on a regular basis.
Long Live Home-schooled Kids.