Once there was a boy who found a scorpian and he wanted to take it home. That night, the scorpian escaped! The boy went looking for it but instead of finding it he steped on it. He got stunned and went to the hospital. The next day the boy left the hospital and was afraid to go outside because he thought he was gonign to be stung by something else. then he got home and everybody was safe.



THE END

What would I do without the mothers in my life?
After a particularly trying morning, I called my sister. Her kids are older (and absolutely perfect) and she has already been through the crap that I encounter. Much to my dismay--and probably to her luck--she was not available. My mom, another wonderful mother, just had surgery, so hearing from her mopey daughter is not the bouquet of flowers she deserves. My third try was a relatively new friend that I spent much time with over the summer. Poor her and lucky me! After a few minutes of niceties, I spilled my guts. I half-heartedly tried to stem my flood of woes and even shed a few tears. Without skipping a single beat or even doing the pity thing, she guided me over my obstacle. She was supportive and kind and offered a few ideas to try. I hung up the phone a changed woman.
I saw her later in the day and thanked her. She commented that there is a tremendous wealth of knowledge in each and every mother and what a fabulous resource we are for each other. I agree and am very, very thankful for each and every one of you. I will probably contact all of you at some time or another while on this home school adventure (if I haven't already!).

ckarl's post

Once there was a man and he loved jumping off of cliffs with a parachute of course but one day he forgot his parachute!He jumped off anyway but he survived the fall with a broken leg and scratches.
For the next few days he wore his parachute around with him but he did not know that his parachute
had a howl in it.The next day he jumped off of a cliff even tho he released his parachute he saw
a branch so he grabbed it.He was hanging there when help came and brought him back to his family.

Our adventure begins...

Our first week of homeschool is over.
The first day was Wednesday (I certainly wasn't going to start on my birthday!) and it was pretty anti-climactic. Maybe its the romantic in me that thought it would be a day of epiphanies and "ah-ha" moments. Instead it was a day of being hit over the head, again and again and again, with the fact that I/we are at the very very bottom of an enormous learning curve. My dream that the kids would love being encouraged to think outside of the box, enjoy the less structured schedule and be able to do subjects together turned into my own "ah-ha" moment. My middle child thrives on structure and wanted to know what our "specials" schedule was (what day was art? library? when, exactly, will we be doing science? for how long? at what time is break?) These were questions I thought I was prepared for (anytime we want! for however long you would like! no, you don't have to ask to go to the bathroom!). These were not the answers he was looking for. He wants his specifics, his schedule, his "box." My oldest was clearly bored with the history lesson (geared to the younger set), eager to start her French lessons (parlez-vous francais??), and reminded me over and over that the math was everything she did last year.
It was clear that my romantic notions of schooling at home needed serious tweaking. I went back to finding more curriculum for the bored one and figuring out how I was going to slowly guide my middle to discover the joys of stepping out of his comfort zone.
Keeping all this in perspective, we continued on Thursday. It turned out that maybe not everything I hoped for was wrong. We had an absolutely lovely day of quietly working independently, figuring out a French dialogue, riding our bikes to pick up the littlest from his preschool, building a nomadic-like structure out of things found in our yard (the middle choosing NOT to following his sister's lead and create something different), and making, eating, and cleaning up from lunch together. This was what all that work was for.
Friday, it turns out, is our library day. It is on our white board under "Specials." The littlest has story time and the other two can browse and discover. And the oldest will soon start a year-long program that will result in a novel.
We have climbed just a bit up that learning curve. We still have a long way to go but the view from here is definately better.

get smart?!

hi everybody!

We started our first day of homeschooling yesterday and it was a blast! Our day starts at 7:30 in the morning when my mom comes in and wakes me up. Then we have breakfast at 8 a.m. and then school! We school in the basement so there's plenty of room. My brother and I each have a desk and then my little brother just runs around screaming(he's 2). Our school day begins with my brother doing math and I'm doing reading,writing,journaling,vocabulary,grammar, and blogging. then we switch and I do math and my brother does all the other stuff. Cool,eh? We each have a book with like 1million vocabulary words in it. We pick one word per day and then copy it so by the end of the month we have a lot to study. My word was depravity which means extreme wickedness. That's weird, i just opened the book and that word popped out at me! HAHA.
My favorite part about homeschooling is the sleeping late and NO HOMEWORK. Actually thats not true, I have a few reports and this blog site that i must add to every week or so. It's kinda fun writing and adding to the blog every week. I love to type so it's awesome for me!
Other than writing and math, I also have French, history, and science. I took French last year and I loved it so I'm taking it this year. my mom is teaching me because she took French when she was in high school. My French name is Genevieve which is the same name i had last year! It would be to confusing to me if i changed my name so Genevieve is good! =]
I'm really looking forward to the year and I hope it is just as fun as the last couple of days!

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