The Mindful Homeschool

C had her art class on Friday.  She was one of three students in the class which meant she and the other students had more individualized attention from the teacher.  She, as usual, had a lot of fun and created some really neat art, a Fante flag.

The Fante people of Ghana, West Africa, have been making brightly colored patchwork flags for over six hundred years.  The flags are paraded through the streets of towns and villages at festivals and at the funerals of important people. 

Fante flags are sometimes made of cotton, silk, satin or felt.  Sometimes they are embroidered to give them an even more interesting texture and look.  There can be as many as 15 different colors on one flag.

The pictures sewn on the flags tell stories of historical events or African proverbs.  They show details of the beliefs and traditions of the Fante.   

Each student in C’s class made a flag of their own from felt applied to a very thick piece of paper.  The flag C created has a bright red border with a dark black and blue rectangle at the upper left hand corner.  The center of the flag is blue with a white unicorn in the middle of it.  There is a colorful rainbow in the lower right-hand corner of the blue rectangular center. 

“The magical menagerie” is the name of the company on which her flag is based.  I plan to ask her more about how she came up with the name and what it means.

While C was at art class, H, W, and I went shopping.  We picked up some Valentine clearance items, including some adorable “Sweater bears”.  They are polar bear plush toys with soft sweaters with hearts on them.  The children have been playing with them ever since they got them.  These bears are so cute that I am starting to play with them!

W has been interested in polar bears ever since he was little.  He received an adorable plush toy one from Santa one year.   He reminds us to pray for them during bedtime prayers every night.  He is concerned about them becoming endangered species.  He knows that global warming is affecting their living conditions and that this may be reducing their numbers.  

We have learned a lot about polar bears over the past few years and like W, I pray that the effects of global warming will be reversed and the polar bears will once again have lots of ice on which to roam.  Polar bears are the largest carnivorous mammals in the world.  They are famously devoted mothers and stay with their cubs until they are 30 months old.  They “attachment parent” and nurse their young for up to 30 months.  It is only when the cubs are ready to hunt and fend for themselves that they are separated.  Once I was asked the question, “If you were an animal, what kind of animal would you be?”  I told them I would like to be a polar bear because they are such good mothers.

God bless these animals and keep them safe.  

So here was the quickly devised plan for today:

• Make pink heart-shaped pancakes for lunch or supper. 
• Make Valentine’s card for Dad.
• Give out v day cards to neighbors.
• Hand out Spanish “corazones dulces” sweet hearts to kids and try to translate into English.  Might need help from internet.
• Math work and copy work.
• Kids get half-hour on Webkinz.
• Shovel snow on driveway and pond.  Go ice skating.
• Possibly head to store for fresh flowers and more strawberries.
• Eat really good chocolate.
• Pick up house and decorate table with Valentine candles and red and white table gems for dinner before heading to pond.
• Dress in red clothes.
• Laundry.
• Focus on what I am grateful for and write in my blog.
• Focus on being in the moment with my kids.
• Yoga and me time.

We didn’t get out to the pond for some ice skating today.  It was much too cold and we were busy inside until Papa came home.  And as you can see, I did get a lot done but not everything.  And I even managed to “trim” the boys’ hair.  When I give them haircuts, it’s a three day process.  They don’t sit still long enough and the next few days after the initial “trim” are spent neatening everything up.  So that and dealing with a 3 yo who wouldn’t nap took time away from the plan.  And of course, I still have a bit of time left to do yoga, have me time and concentrate on what I feel grateful for. 

It’s a good thing I put “focus on what I am grateful for” on my to-do list.  I was losing sight of all that this afternoon.  H-man wasn’t napping and that meant no time for mommy to sit and have a cup of tea all alone.  Thankfully, the older kids stepped in and watched/entertained my little guy for me.  By 4:00 in the afternoon, I get cranky if I don’t get a break and take time for myself.  Unfortunately, the break I took only fueled my frustrations with my lot in life.  

Here’s what happened.  I got on the internet and checked my emails.  Big mistake.  Looking back, I should have made a cup of tea, asked the kids to watch H-man and read from my book, Meditations from the Mat.  That would have put me in the right frame of mind and I might have even made time to do a little yoga.  But no, I checked my crazy, ever prolific emails.  There were so many posts and I tried to weed through them but it was no easy task.  There was a particular thread about hubbies and Valentine’s day that caught my attention and I started to read everyone’s, becoming gloomier and gloomier as I went on.  Sigh.  Stories about doting husbands giving jewelry, roses and other expensive gifts; husbands surprising wives and children with reservations at restaurants; all sorts of lovely gestures.  But it made me feel a bit down.   

Don’t get me wrong.  My dh is a great guy but Valentine’s day has never been an occasion for diamonds, lavish gifts, surprise dinner reservations and extravagant showers of affection.  We are what some might call “simple” people.  We rarely put money into those kinds of luxuries anymore.  Not since we had kids and took our “vows of poverty”.  lol.  Tulips and daisies, yes.  Dark chocolate, yes.  Diamonds, no.  (Well, except for our engagement).  And these emails were detailing all these thoughtful but somewhat lavish gifts of affection and attention.  Meanwhile, I am at home with the children having spent a day of doing laundry, cooking, cleaning, feeding, toilet training, nursing, teaching, and I am getting crankier by the minute.

And then I thought about my plan for the day.  My plan to focus on what I am grateful for and my mood started to lighten, little by little. 

I am so grateful for my dh, my children, my family, and our health, among other things.  I am grateful for my brother’s return to health and for caring family members (sisters-in-law included).  For the warmth of our home and for all of our modern day comforts.  For good food, access to health care and public libraries.  For a healthy mind and body.  For yoga and its unlimited potential.  For the love of my children, their smiles, their giggles, their sweetness and the joy they bring into my life.  For my dear husband and all that he does for me and our children.  Every day.  Without fail.  For every moment I have been given.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

I guess it’s all how you look at it sometimes.   

Well, it didn’t really happen, but I tried really hard.  I tried to give up the computer and the TV and I was relatively successful.  I did find myself sneaking a peek at my email in the morning.  I tried to avoid doing that.  And I googled the poem “This little piggy goes to the market” after H asked me why the last little piggy cried!  I didn’t find an answer but I did find lots of other interesting websites.  ahem.  

I told the kids that they were not allowed to watch any TV or play on the computer but I found out later that the two oldest children logged on to Webkins briefly when I wasn’t looking.  By 3 pm I was on the verge of a headache and oh, it would have been so easy to give up.  But I persevered.  We worked on making Valentines and got a lot done.  Relatively speaking.  And it helped me the next day because the kids didn’t expect to watch TV right upon waking up. 

I told H that I wanted him to sit on the potty at least once before he could watch his morning TV show.  He lay down and cried upon hearing that.  But after a little while he agreed to try sitting on the toilet.  We went to the bathroom and I showed him what he needed to do and then … he did it!  He was so proud of himself.  After that, he spent the next 2 hours sitting on the toilet, wiping himself, flushing, washing his hands, or bathing (after messier outputs) and drinking water so he could go AGAIN!

It goes without saying that going TV/computer-free is hard work and I would have a hard time doing it everyday but … one day a week seems doable.  Baby steps.  My family and I learn a lot from PBS shows and TV can be very entertaining.  Last night all five of us watched a wonderful ballroom dancing show that had all three kids inspired to twirl around the room together.  It was a true family moment when we were all focused on the same thing, living in the same moment, together as a family.  It is those times when I am grateful for TV.  And of course, the computer is also another wonderful tool for learning, inspiration and entertainment. 

The problems happen when we start using these tools too much at the expense of being there with our loved ones.  It’s a problem when it shuts out our loved ones and closes us off to the world.  I know I have a long ways to go toward finding balance in this modern world.  I can get so absorbed in my emails and the blogosphere that I start neglecting my family and my own real-life moments.  I think going tech-free on Tuesdays could help me and my family appreciate technology’s role a lot more and help bring more clarity into our use of it.  At least it is worth a try.

We finished reading The Little Prince tonight.   I had read it a long time ago but had forgotten how it had ended.  I had a hard time reading out loud tonight because the ending is so sad.  I think W found it to be really sad too.  He kept rubbing his eyes and I don’t think it was because he was sleepy (although he probably was tired after a full day of snowboarding with his dad).  C had read it on her own a few weeks ago and hadn’t really understood what had happened to The Little Prince at the end. 

I am left with a lot of questions myself.  I googled for more information on the novella but I have yet to find any good answers to my questions.  It turns out that The Little Prince is one of the top 50 most popular books in the world.  I believe it was #26.  I have memorized one of the lines from the book:

“It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” 

We read more chapters from The Little Prince tonight and we came upon this gem.  The little prince learns this from the fox he has “tamed”:

“It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”

W had a playdate with a neighborhood friend.  C started working on a latch hook rug and H, Papa and I made brownie biscotti.  I made it to my yoga class and hope to take another class tomorrow.  We watched the Grammy Awards on TV.  Oh, and lest I forget, I heard a great poem on the Writer’s Almanac on NPR while washing the supper dishes.  All in all, a pretty good day.

We found some more great books to read today.  I finally read the book, Zen Shorts, by Jon  J. Muth.  It’s a wonderful children’s book filled with short little Zen stories.  I had read about it on someone’s blog the other day and had to get it from the library and I am so glad I did.  It deals with sharing, good luck and bad luck, and anger among other things.  I cannot do it justice by trying to describe it so I will stop and say, “Just check it out.  I think you will like it.”

Then tonight we played the concentration/memory game again with Le Petit Prince cards.  I mentioned something about the book from which the illustrations came.  C said she didn’t know there was a book.  ???  So then I had to find my old, used copy that I bought used at some garage sale somewhere a long time ago and started reading it to the kids.  It was so delightful and the kids seemed to get it.  I had read the book before but I am pretty sure I did not enjoy it as much as I did tonight.  The book is funny, sweet and very touching.  Once again, I cannot do it justice by telling you about it.  Just get it and read it!  I read the first 5 chapters or so and will continue reading tomorrow.

The kids and parents are tired after a day of swimming at cousin T’s birthday party.  It will be an early one tonight.  Zzzzzz…

Today was another day of Harry Potter’s The Goblet of Fire, art, hanging out with friends and playing games.  A typical unschool day.

The older kids spent the morning hanging out in the bedroom listening to and reading the fourth book in the Harry Potter series.  H-man spent some quality time in the bathtub preparing himself for swimming himself silly at his cousin T’s birthday pool party tomorrow.

After lunch we drove C to her art class where she learned all about Alexander Calder, an artist who was known for his mobiles and stabiles.  C and the other children in the class made sculptures out of wire and colorful shapes.  C’s finished work was a bird perched under a wired arch.  (Note to self:  Must take photos.)  The teacher complimented C on her work and said that she worked well independently.  This art class has been a lot of fun for C, not only because she gets to hang out with one of her best friends, but because she is loving all the art she is doing. 

Two weeks ago, when she took her first art class with our homeschool group, she came home with wonderful, creative pictures that were similar to the type of paintings Marc Chagall is famous for.  For that class they used an oil pastel/mixed media drawing to achieve the right effect.  Each week the children study a particular artist and then do art in that particular artist’s style.  It has been a great way to end the week and learn something more about art.

After class, we went with our HS friends to a local coffee shop where we had something to drink and saw…more art!  The coffee shop was opening a store that specialized in earthy, local art.  It was a beautiful gallery and we were all oohing and ahhing and saying at the same time, “I love this place!”

When we got home the older kids went back to their Harry Potter reading.  W is determined to read/listen to the fourth book and not be outread by his sister.  She finished reading the book yesterday, the same day we picked it up from the library, but is now attempting a second read.

Papa John picked up a new tent for H-man which he enjoyed immensely.  It is now set up in our living room and is a cozy place for the kids and adults (although not all at the same time, silly!)  It fits about 2 people comfortably but you could fit more in if you really wanted to!

Later this evening the children and Papa watched a PBS special about parrots in Austrailia and then watched a show on the Parthenon in Greece.  Even W didn’t want to step away from the TV and miss the show.  The night ended with C, W and Papa playing an exciting game of concentration with Le Petit Prince cards, a gift from Aunt L.  C won, narrowly beating her brother.  She hadn’t played this game in such a long time and it was nice to see everyone having so much fun with it. 

This week we had to take our vacuum cleaner in for a repair.  I dreaded the idea of taking a whole morning or two of my time to load up the three kids in sub-zero temps and drive to and from the vacuum cleaner store, a good 20-25 minute drive each way.  But if there is one thing I know about myself, it is that I love my vacuuming and I cannot do without it!  

So on Monday, I decided to combine the trip to the vacuum cleaner place with a trip to the MOA where we were able to hang out at our favorite Lego store, make Lego cars and check out the latest merchandise.  That worked out okay because I had been promising them a trip to the Lego store for over a week. 

And today, I had to pick up the vacuum cleaner which involved another 50 minute round-trip drive to the same store/repair center.  But this time we brought Harry Potter along!  My dd suggested that we pick up the book and audio-tapes (which were waiting for us on the library reserves shelves) before we drove across town.  That way we would be able to listen to the beginning of The Goblet of Fire in the mini-van while we accomplished our errands.  This worked out great and I couldn’t help feeling proud that I was “home-schooling” while driving.  Such efficiency! 

It is moments like these when I think that HSing is so doable and people just don’t realize it.  It is possible to do all that you need to do to keep the household running fairly smoothly while learning.  The curriculum doesn’t have to come out of a box and the learning doesn’t need to take place sitting at a desk.  This type of learning leans itself toward what one might call child-centered learning and un-schooling but who is to say it is not as effective if not more effective than traditional schooling methods.

The children are regularly sharing with me what they have learned from these HP books and there is a genuine and whole-hearted desire to read and learn more.  Sounds like pure, unadulterated learning to me!  Now if I could just learn a few spells to make that vacuum cleaner zoom through the house and make my house look nice and tidy! 

Today we went ice skating!  We haven’t been outside on the ice for about a week.  It has been too cold.  It felt great to finally get out there.  We ended up doing quite a bit of shoveling as well. 

We skate on the pond across the street from our home.  We bring all of our stuff (skates, drinking water, snacks, bandages, etc.), get them in their skates and let the kids loose.  H-man, after getting his skates on, attacks the ice with gusto.  It is as if it is a race for him.  He doesn’t go very far before he falls, but he is not afraid to go fast.  C takes her time, settles herself on the ice and glides.  W, he goes the distance.  He will skate the loop over and over given the opportunity.  He is now teaching himself how to skate backwards and he is not afraid to fall.  All three of them are improving their skating skills and not one of them is afraid to fall.  They fall and get up right away or they fall and sit on the ice and rest.  No shame.  They know that in order to learn they will need to fall many more times.  No fear.  No problem.  We adults could learn a thing or two from them.   

I find this to be a good opportunity for the head teacher (aka mom) to make sure their Latin vocabulary gets some use.  That’s right.  ”The safest way to fall is to land on your gluteus maximus.”  Much safer than landing on your arms or your back or anything else.  Knowing how to fall is very important in skating.  And in skiing, and a lot of other sports I am sure.   And of course, they do fall, many times over, with no trouble getting back up again.  Over and over again.    

Yesterday was a good day spent reading poems to H-man in the morning and later, visiting friends at their new home.  H-man and the other kids have been found jumping on the big bed which I am not too keen on.  I know they need an outlet for their pent-up energy and we have been experiencing a lot of time indoors due to the sub-zero temps outside.  So, a couple days ago, I told H-man I will have to read him from the book, Jump-On-The-Bed Poems.  He sounded very intrigued. 

Yesterday I pulled it out and read it to him.  It’s a great book called You Be Good & I’ll Be Night; Jump-on-the Bed Poems by Eve Merriam.  He seemed to really enjoy it.  It has a lot of really wonderful poems about things kids can relate to, like releasing your pet fish into the river and hoping that he makes it to the ocean to swim free with others of his kind!

Here’s the hard part of the day.  Getting out of the house and into the van so we could drive over to our friends’ house.  It took about 45 minutes longer than I thought it would.  I am not sure why.  I had to change a stinky diaper and dress the 3 yo.   And getting out of my friend’s house took another extra 45 minutes, partly due to the fact that we were gabbing while trying to round up the kids and get jackets, boots, and mittens on.  And partly due to the fact that H-man, my 3 yo, lay down on the floor, sobbing that he didn’t want to leave.  Poor guy.  He really loves a good social outing and has a hard time with good-byes. 

We had a lot of fun; my three kids played with my friend’s three kids and everyone had a playmate.  And best of all, the moms got to gab with few interruptions.  It would be nice to have get-togethers like that more often!