Category: Everyday Stories
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Acting class = we are popcorn = great fun
Amazing to me that in a city this size, its main staple theater draws only about 10 children for a 3rd to 5th grade acting class. Millions of people and out of that pool only 10 kids for its Fall class? Well, this time H.o.p. is one of them. Big time fun. He had a…
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Pretty good memorizing and drawing of skulls
Smithsonian can be a great place to visit online with H.o.p., so Friday after a difficult time with math we went to Campfire Stores with George Catlin. H.o.p. liked Peter Matthiesson’s introduction and wanted to listen to it several times, and at his request we listened several times to Peter Nabakov talking about Sacred Geography…
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Fun with "Walking with Cavemen"
You’ve got to wonder about people who post a number of comments to a blog in a short space of time, making some argument for a politician you’ve said something negative about, and in those comments they use a different name and email address, but each comment is branded by the same IP address. Were…
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First day of school year for us was today
We are eclectic homeschoolers, incorporating the traditional as it serves. Acknowledging that H.o.p. is ever and always learning we still set the first weekday after Labor Day as when our “schooling year” starts, which gives me the impetus to make August a month for gathering materials. We’ve been prepping the past couple of weeks, getting…
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USPS, you…
It’s gotten impossible to get packages here through USPS. And Federal Express isn’t much better. We’ve had a number of packages to our home that sat down at the Post Office for I don’t know how long with our not even being notified they were there and we were lucky we ever got them. A…
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So far so good with "Vroot Vroom"
When ordering some extra math books, I’d seen that Singapore Math had a 3rd-4th grade math games CD, Vroot vroom. I went ahead and got it though it was expensive as hell, $31.50. I figured anything anything anything that might make numbers a little more interesting to H.o.p. was worth a try. He likes it.…
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Success! Accomplished something this week!
Success! Well, something of note accomplished this week. Got H.o.p.’s new-old (my old one) computer up and running and pretty much all spic and span ready for him. Powerful enough (for now) for what he’s doing. Kind of. Maybe. We’ll see. Poor kid needs a new monitor. His is making click click click sounds now…
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I am not the sun
Today we attempt to get H.o.p. to let us work on his computer. We are likely to fail though he is aware his is out of memory and needs to be upgraded and get a new video card. Oh, Marty walks in and says he’s paying H.o.p. to come with him to the studio to…
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Should I feel guilty about not seeing the point in making a rain gauge?
Damn it’s the end of August already. I want a vacation! We knew one wouldn’t be happening in September this year though so I’ve committed us to some acting classes for H.o.p. He’s not interested in acting but he’s interested in the process. Kind of. He is looking forward to it. I think he has…
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Are Holocaust artifacts a world heritage or do they belong to the survivors?
The NY Times reports the interesting case of Dina Babbitt, an 83-year-old survivor of Auschwitz. She and her mother were 27 of 5000 Czechoslovakian Jews who survived Auschwitz. Dina and her mother survived because Dina was an artist. Mengele had seen a mural she’d done of a Swiss mountainside and “Snow White and the Seven…
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Vetoed
I’d chosen a Nova piece on volcanoes for tonight’s viewing pleasure. It showed briefly people fleeing the eruption of a volcano, the soles of their feet burned through, and stacks of dead bodies. H.o.p.: You’re my mom, you’re not supposed to show me things like that. It’s too disturbing for an eight-year-old to see. Enough…
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After the wreck were the brush fires
So after we had cleared the wreck (only car remaining on the scene was a a white SUV on the bed of a tow truck, top pretty much caved in), then there was smoke overhanging the Interstate ahead. “What’s all that smoke?” I asked Marty. We didn’t know. My sister writes saying they’d left our…