Dear home teacher. Please give yourself credit. Don't be discouraged by the uneven path. If, by your guidance, your children possess knowledge-made-personal in this subject or that, (they don't have to like everything) you have done very very well. This is more precious than any perfect test score or Even-Steven grade level results.
|Lilacs out the back door.|
We Met a Snag
|Baby One's high school Nature Notebook, May 1999.|
"Some weeks, really?" I asked. I had my doubts but followed her advice. After a month I returned to teens and tried again. My student got it. What went on during the down-time? I can't explain. Can anyone? My student's mind needed a pause - as it needed again through-out our home education experience. But in later years I took it with a grain-of-salt.
|Maple "helicopter" seeds near the front door.|
Following a Child's Pace is Lessons at Their Finest
Once-in-a-while, with a twinge of disappointment, I'd replace a book I was reading aloud.*1 (A book change was infrequent but when it did occur I didn't mourn over the one that didn't lend itself toward a narration.) And, as uncomfortable as I felt, at first, to teach unevenly, inevitably, I did just that. I'd skip it, tweak it, review it, replace it, or return to it later. This is what happens when following a child's pace. When tested (the C.A.T. by law) years later, Baby One was grade levels "ahead" in reading comprehension and vocabulary, teetering on-average in math, pitifully "behind" in spelling. Fine. Being uneven people by nature, it was something I learned to pay little attention to. I kept pleasantly plodding along our journey, challenging her strengths, taking patience with her weaknesses. My readers could tell their own stories of uneven paths and uneven people, I know.
Do I Hear A Sigh?
We want to live by faith not fear. As we've heard that faith is the evidence of things unseen we learn to live without the security of constant testing. Miss Charlotte Mason found the state of her country to be "an examination-ridden empire."*2 This state of things was born out of good intentions. More than one hundred years ago Even-Steven Expectations were born out of the large classroom. Population growth had to be managed somehow. But I can hear Miss Mason sigh between the lines of her books.
|A rare Jack-in-the-Pulpit I found in our woods.|
It isn't surprising that teachers think learning is all in their hands. Yet, Miss Mason pops this bubble. She tells her conscientious teachers what to expect.
"In the great work of education parents and teachers have a subordinate part after all. You may bring your horse to water but can't make him drink: and you may present ideas of the fittest to the mind of the child; but you do not know in the least which he will take, and which he will reject. And very well for us it is that this safeguard to this individuality is implanted in every child's breast. Our part is to see that his educational plat [plot of ground] is constantly replenished with fit and inspiring ideas, and then . . . leave it to the child's own appetite to take which he will have, and as much as he requires. Of one thing we must beware. The least symptom of satiety, especially when the ideas we present are moral and religious, should be taken as a serious warning. Persistence on our part just then may end in the child's never willingly sitting down the that dish any more."*3
Just For Fun
|Baby Two turned 30 this year.|
My married daughter Yolanda (Baby Two) teaches cello to students who come to her home. She takes her teaching seriously. The Suzuki Cello Books she uses are good for progress in developing new skills. But she supplements theses with her own pieces, she told me with a smile, "just for fun." She composes Celtic style music or a hymn to fit each student's ability - arranging duets that she plays with her students. These they particularly enjoy. She also transcribes for the cello, a familiar pop song or two, perhaps one requested by a student, so that he or she can do some "side" playing, she calls it, - "exactly where they are.
Isn't this what education is meant to do for us after all - at least in part? - that is - to enjoy being exactly where we are? Swimming the side-stroke is going somewhere. And when the yellow sunshine warms the air and the blue water is cool and refreshing, it is delightful to be right where we are for the moment.
Resisting the "Not Enough Syndrome"
If self-education is to be fostered we would do well to remind ourselves that this is an education that also trusts in the enlightening work of the Holy Spirit (as talked about in earlier posts and comments). The Christian who rests in this needn't feel that she is never doing enough. Taking this yoke upon us the weight of our responsibility is light. The home teacher is diligent in overseeing daily lessons. But she resists packing information into a child like packing an already overstuffed suitcase - pressing down hard enough to zipper it closed (for the test) - my metaphor of Miss Mason's "satiety."
Yes, we provide - over the years of the journey - a feast of good books - on a sumptuous scale. We guide the student in forming skills and forming a relationship with pictures, music, outdoor experience, etc. But following the Charlotte Mason method, we do some stepping aside. The children step forward. They delve. They are given space to reflect, to observe, to consider. They form a relationship with what, they themselves, pack into their suitcase, piece by piece. They may be on a journey but they are also, for the present, enjoying being right where they are. If they are able to tell what impresses them. This is knowledge-made-personal - a blessing immeasurable.
*1 I remember replacing a book (of bland and unmemorable mini-biographies) with the unabridged story Heidi by Johanna Spyri. Its setting widened my students world a bit further and the characters, her sympathies.
The 1937 film with nine-year-old, Shirley Temple, is sweet, is humorous around the edges, and exciting near its conclusion. I like happy endings, too, very much. (Heidi DVD)
*2 Charlotte Mason, Parents and Children, page 224
*3 Ibid, page127
Are you new here? Welcome. Some of the ideas I've written above, I've introduced before in earlier posts. For your convenience I've linked to them. This May marks five years of my blogging. I've so enjoyed meeting those who have read my book, A Charlotte Mason Companion.
More The Mother, Less the Teacher
All Education is Divine
Not Enough Syndrome
On Mother's Day Libby's daughters presented her with a pint of Lavender Strawberry Sachets. Soon after, she thought of me kindly, and sent me a photograph. Thanks for sharing your strawberries with us, Libby. It looks like the girls used their own ribbon choices and that your gift was made by loving hands. Isn't a homemade gift a touching surprise?
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