Today’s the big day! Writer’s in Residence, Volume 2: Journeyman is available from Apologia, and for a limited time, it’s on sale! This program is available both as a bundled set (student book and answer key) and as a separate student book.
Archives for August 2017
All though elementary and middle school, I was a pretty easy-going homeschool mama. I learned to be flexible in my planning and scheduling, and I put together really fun units and courses for my kiddo. I thought I had it all down.
And then high school came near, like a dark cloud looming on the horizon.
Insecurities hit hard and fast. We can’t keep going like we are! It’s fine for middle school to be fun, but high school? That’s when it all gets real, right?
All week, I’ve been writing about ways to not only start out strong this year, but to keep going strong. To know your purpose, bend rather than break, stay in community while showing and receiving grace. To keep your eyes on the prize, rather than the million little daily distractions that can put your sight elsewhere.
In that vein, I think today’s devotion is pretty appropriate.
Over the past decade or so, Apologia has set itself apart as a publisher of high-quality, easy-to-use science curriculum. Its conversational tone, depth of content, and huge array of activities make it an easy favorite.
Over the past couple of years, though, this company has really ramped up its game in other subject areas. Literature and writing are two of them!
We’re a pretty fiercely independent breed, we homeschoolers. We like to take things off the beaten path. Explore the unknown route. Forge our own way, and teach our children to do the same.
Sometimes though, we tend to forget that we’re not actually on this path alone.
Homeschooling is an odd, eclectic blend of rugged independence and tight community. We each do our own thing for our own reasons, but we do it together. In a weird way, our individuality unites us.
I don’t know what the weather is like where you live, but here in Oklahoma, we’re kind of known for winds that randomly “come sweeping down the plain.” Not the gentle, breezy type, but the ones that leave trees laying in your yard and have roofers stopping by out of the blue to provide bids.
Those winds come out of nowhere, act in ways that you can’t really anticipate, and disappear just as suddenly as they began.
Life is kind of like that sometimes.
Do you ever feel that everywhere you look, all you can see are moms that have it together? Their outfit is put together, they’re not rushing, their kids are well-behaved. They can even remember where they parked their car.
Meanwhile, your coffee’s been sitting on the counter for an hour and a half now, you have no idea where your child put his math book, and choosing to wear anything other than yoga pants results in a chorus of, “Oh, are we going somewhere today?”
Or is that just me? (Somehow, I don’t think it is.)
Ah, the thrill of a new homeschool year. Books ready to dig into, shiny new lesson plans to implement, a well-structured schedule that will work.
If you’re anything like me, you get excited over the spring and summer by all the prospects of what the new year will bring. It’s fun to unbox all of your new curriculum choices, and seeing the mailman or FedEx guy walk up to your door with boxes of books makes your heart leap for a moment. There is such a thing as “new book smell,” and it’s wonderful.
“Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it.” I came across this scripture when I was preparing for a Hebrew lesson the other day…and noticed something I’d never seen before, having only read it in English.
Time after time, I’ve heard teachings about this verse, saying that if you raise your child in a faithful home and educate them about God, even if they rebel as a young adult, they will eventually return to “the way they should go” – that it’s a scriptural promise.
Many, many moons ago, my beautiful little boy came home from his first day at a new school, crying and asking me to homeschool him. Having had him in private schools since preschool, homeschooling was really not anything that was on our radar; two weeks prior, I distinctly remember telling some new friends who homeschooled, “I’m sure it’s a fine idea, but y’all are nuts.”
Well, back to that fateful day: my son was excited to start a new school, as we had just moved to a new city and state. He loved his old school and teachers and had no reason to think that he wouldn’t love his new one. Then, we walked into the classroom.