Most of our activities were waylaid, but we managed to get in a good week's worth of lessons.
Here's a rundown:
- Bible study: Psalm 84 with Young Hearts Longing for God
- Grammar: Pronouns, Daily Grammar
- Poetry: continue reading Frost
- Math: yet more fractions
- Composition with Writing with Skill
- Story of the World: the Cold War, the Space Race, Civil Rights Movement, and Vietnam (whew!)
- It Couldn't Just Happen: continental drift
- Exploring the Holy Land: Israel
- Queen Victoria: her adventures continue
- School of the Woods: continue with the great blue heron. This is a long chapter, and I broke it into chunks over three weeks.
- Piano practice
- Assigned readings: Snow Treasure (an AO selection) for Miss Priss, and Cheaper by the Dozen for Tiny Girl
Mind Benders and hot tea -- a winning combo.
The beginnings of a Christmas tree.
On Friday, we enjoyed another pastels tutorial from Hodgepodge. This Sunday being the first in Advent, we opted for a Christmas theme. Miss Priss and I drew the Christmas Tree in Snow, and Tiny Girl felt drawn to Fireplace. Another wonderful Advent pastels tutorial is Christmas Star.
We had a wonderful time last week at my folks' house in the country for Thanksgiving. We arrived Wednesday and didn't leave for home until Sunday. The food was sublime and so was visiting with family. Bliss!
Miss Priss reading The Upstairs Room on the way to her grandparents' house for Thanksgiving.
In homekeeping, I made a few things other than soup this week. I replenished my freezer stash of homemade baking mix, and I also tried my hand at homemade dishwasher detergent. The first load is washing now, so I'll let you know how that goes.
Several Frost poems engaged our rapt attentions this week. The girls especially connected with "A Tuft of Flowers" and "Mending Wall." Those are of course absolutely wonderful, but the one that spoke the most to me was "Revelation," today's selection. I think perhaps the girls are still too young to be as moved as I. They've not yet mastered the art of dissembling, hiding behind words that have lost their meaning, hiding their hearts, yet longing for true connection.
Revelation, by Robert Frost
We make ourselves a place apart
Behind light words that tease and flout,
But oh, the agitated heart
Till someone find us really out.
'Tis pity if the case require
(Or so we say) that in the end
We speak the literal to inspire
The understanding of a friend.
But so with all, from babes that play
at hide-and-seek to God afar,
So all who hide too well away
Must speak and tell us where they are.
Have a lovely weekend!
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