LDS Conferences, History and Curriculum, Oh My!

by Heidi McFarland

In recent years I have become known as a bit of a Constitution and American history buff, and it all started when we attended our first LDSEHE homeschool conference in 2006.  Our oldest child was about to turn five that summer, I was gearing up to ‘really’ start homeschooling, and I was excited to have discovered a group of LDS homeschoolers putting on a conference.  Once I got there, I was amazed at what I discovered.

The spirit at the conference was amazing, and such a wonderful confirmation of our decision to educate our children at home.  But what really blew me away was what I learned about American history, and that knowledge ignited a fire that has only burned brighter in the four years since it began. 

I’m a public school graduate myself, and as near as I can tell I actually got a fairly decent education in my small town in Illinois, although I attribute a great deal of that to the fact that I had four years of Latin in high school with an amazing teacher and mentor, whom I now count as a friend and who also taught the one semester of American Government that was available (and required) for graduation.  I do remember my history classes – none of the content, but certainly the boredom – as resembling the classes in Ferris Bueller’s Day Off: the teachers speaking in voices that make their own boredom evident, prison bars drawn on the chalkboard (I really did have a history teacher who did almost that exact same thing!), and the kids sitting in a stupor, sometimes falling asleep as drool pooled on the desk.  History classes seemed irrelevant and boring as we labored to cram dates into our heads at the last minute for tests that reflected nothing but our ability to memorize dates and names.

So, there I sat in Virginia, so excited to be there and having no idea that what I learned would be the beginning of a fundamental change in me, a passion that I’ve been blessed to be able to share with a handful of others, and one that I hope to share with my children.  There were several classes on history that year, and I remember sitting spellbound as Ron Carter began to open my eyes to what I had missed all my life about history:  it matters!  It matters not only to me, but it matters to God and it should matter to every American.  He told us about the Battle of Long Island and I was hooked – and not just because we were living on Long Island at the time while my husband attended grad school.  Before that day, I had a vague idea that God had had a hand in the coming forth of this nation, but I had no notion that He had effected Biblical-proportion miracles to bring to pass the establishment of the country that would eventually set the stage for the restoration of the gospel.  My newly blossoming testimony of the importance of American history was nurtured further that year as I heard stirring presentations by both Dan Hunter and Brent DeGraff, and discovered, much to my delight, that there are books and classes and curricula available that actually teach history – world and U.S. – from an LDS perspective. 

What could be better for our children, than to grow up with the understanding that this nation was born for the express purposes of our God, and in order that His gospel might be restored?  How unshakeable might their testimonies be if they are raised knowing story after story of how the Lord helped individuals accomplish His purposes here in America and so that they themselves would have liberty?  Might they be better able to grasp, then, that the Lord will help them when they ask?  That He will give them the tools they need to accomplish His purposes as well?  Is it possible that they’ll have a greater sense of the importance of themselves, as individuals, and that they might be more motivated to educate themselves to be leaders and to inspire others to become educated as well? 

I can’t help but think that if our last couple of generations of kids would have been raised with the knowledge and understanding that I’ve gained in the past few years – a knowledge that in fact used to be taught in our schools – then we, as a nation, could not be where we are today in terms of a federal government so far outside its Constitutional bounds, legislatures overrun with power hungry career politicians, and an economy in ruins.  If we as a citizenry were well educated about the Constitution and the importance of it, including its divine origins and the faith of those who crafted it, we would not have stood silently by – whether out of apathy or ignorance – while our liberty slowly disintegrated.  As a woman of faith, I choose to believe that my own education in this arena, as well as that which I fully intend to inspire my children to obtain as well, will not go to waste: we can reclaim the spirit of liberty and true freedom that our Heavenly Father intended when he sent his Spirit to strive among the hearts of men in those original 13 colonies.

About the author:

Heidi McFarland lives with her family in Alabama.  For the past two years, she has served on the Conference Committee for the LDSEHE Home Education Conference.  For more information about this year's conference, please visit www.ldsehe.org.

Raising Patriots

by Michele Bolton

Originally published in November of 2007 in the Sentinel

From the beginning, I've had an overwhelming desire to instill patriotism in my children. Love and respect of our nation and how it came to be have ever been a vital part of our curriculum. Yet how do you get your kids to want to be a part of something bigger-to be proud to be an American?

The answer came one Memorial Day, when I took my kids to a National Cemetery. I wanted them to get a feel for what price had been paid for the freedom they enjoyed. Okay, my son was only six and my daughter just 6 months old, but still, it's never too early to learn.

The place was packed-we parked in a field away from the ceremonies. People of all ages were roaming around exhibits of uniforms, stands that honored units, and assembled groups of veteran buddies. The air boomed with noise from loudspeakers as the crowd remembered: Flanders Field, Iwo Jima, Hanoi, Baghdad.

Most touching to me were the bent figures wearing immaculate uniforms, caps proclaiming their service perched on their gray heads. These often sat in silence, remembering, sometimes with a tear. Many, too, would come up to me and flirt charmingly with my daughter, and pat my son conspiratorially on the head. It was if they owned a piece of my children- and they did. Their sacrifice and service had given them a claim to all of America-we are now because they did what was needed in their time.

I realized that day that patriotism comes from being immersed in the lives of patriots. It's not just in studying those who came before, though that's important, but in recognizing the men and women of today and their contributions. I get very emotional whenever I see a uniform hanging proudly on those who believe in duty to country and encourage my kids to speak to these wonderful people, to know their stories and to learn from them.

I realized that day that patriotism comes from being immersed in the lives of patriots. It's not just in studying those who came before, though that's important, but in recognizing the men and women of today and their contributions. I get very emotional whenever I see a uniform hanging proudly on those who believe in duty to country and encourage my kids to speak to these wonderful people, to know their stories and to learn from them.

And my son wants to be one of them. His great- grandfather, grandfather, and uncle have all served in the Navy. He's been on aircraft carriers, to museums and cemeteries, to shrines and presidential libraries, and he recognizes the legacy handed to him. Mind, his mother tells him to serve God first (read "mission") and then go as the Spirit guides him. But I stand proud to know that the past passes the baton to the future with the burning flame of freedom within. It is what truly "secure(s) the blessings of liberty to ourselves and our posterity." A precious lesson is learned on what it means truly to be an American.

A small group of homeschoolers in California visited the March Air Force Base where veterans talked to them about World War II.

 

 

 

 

 

 

About the Author

Michele Bolton has spent most of her life in Southern California. She served a Spanish-speaking mission in New Hampshire and Massachusetts, is married to her "young pup" of a husband, Kenneth, an RM that served in Uruguay, and has (at the current time) two sweet children, ages 12 and 8. She's been homeschooling for four years and is admittedly still a neophyte (Hey, education is an eternal principle, and she's just getting started!). She loves reading (and reading, and reading), writing, gardening, baking goodies for her husband and making her kids giggle.

Scott Joplin, the Father of Ragtime!

Scott Joplin is an important American composer and the father of Ragtime who wrote music my kids love. His music is energetic and fun to play and you can't listen to it without tapping your toe and wanting to jump up and dance. The music he wrote ranges from intermediate level pieces to more complicated advanced levels and they can really motivate teen boys to want to play the piano. Since they are considered classical music, and a prelude for jazz, they can help kindle a desire in students who are interested in both to learn to play them.

Scott Joplin was born in Texarkana, a city which straddles the Texas and Arkansas border, in 1867 or 1868. His father was a former slave. His mother worked in a white home were he was allowed to play the piano. His talent was noticed by a local music teacher from Germany, Julius Weiss. Weiss taught him classical, European music, including opera and Joplin developed a love and respect for classical music, so much so that he believed that to be a true classical musician he needed to write and produce an Opera.

As a young man Joplin moved to Seldalia, Missouri and from there started the life of a traveling musician. He traveled far and wide, learning his craft as he went. He attended for a time music classes at George R. Smith College in Sedalia. In 1896 he published 2 marches and a waltz. In late 1898 he tried to publish his first two piano rags, but only sold “Original Rags”. He was not happy with the publishing arrangements because he was not listed as the composer.

By 1899, he had contracted the services of a lawyer and together they were able to get a better publishing deal for Joplin's next piece, “Maple Leaf Rag”. The deal ensured that Joplin received 1 cent for each copy that sold and this provided him with a steady income for the rest of his life. “Maple Leaf” slowly gained in popularity, until in 1909 half a million copies had been sold and they continued to sell at that rate for the next 2 decades. Listen to “Maple Leaf Rag” played by my son Jason, age 15.

Some of the more popular pieces Joplin wrote include “Peacherine Rag”, “Heliotrope Rag” and "Pine Apple Rag". He also tried his hand at writing opera. He wrote “A Guest of Honor” which no longer survives. He published an opera in 1911 called “Treemonisha”, though he never saw it produced, it received positive reviews as the most American opera ever composed in the “American Musician and Art Journal”.

Joplin's influence waned with the years, but in the 1970's was revived with the recordings of Joplin's music available on albums for the first time. These were released as classical music instead of jazz making it accessible to a new audience. In 1976, the movie “The Sting” made his music even more popular with “The Entertainer”. Here is “The Entertainer” played by Scott Joplin himself.

If you are interested in more information about Scott Joplin, here is a website with more about his life. If you are interested in his music and will be in the Sedalia, Missouri area the first week of June, they are sponsoring a music festival featuring Joplin's music as they do each year. To learn more see the above link.

You can leave your thoughts, comments or suggestions here on my feedback page. Thanks!

- Dana

Lessons from the Nest

Republished from July 18, 2005

This spring we moved to a new house with the wonderful front porch I've always wanted. There was just one troublesome thing about it. Ahem. Pssst -- bird poop.

I watched as a couple of 'lovebird' swallows frequented the porch, often perching on the window molding. Their excrements dribbled down my front windows, or splattered my "welcome" sign and flowerpots. Next thing I knew, they were building a nest on the eave above the porch pillar, and creating their own little sewer on my front steps.

I suspected that there were eggs in the nest so I couldn't give an eviction notice. I grabbed the hose instead. How grateful I am for that little bit of nature knowledge I had, because there were indeed eggs, and they hatched into the cutest little babies I've ever seen besides my own.

All we could see of the babies (we called them "beaks with fuzz") were their beaks sticking up over the top of the nest, constantly open. The proud mamma and papa were kept very busy tag team parenting. From morning to night, one would sit with the babies while the other flew off to get food. As soon as the one parent returned, the other took off in search of more food. This continued back and forth all day. Occasionally both parents left momentarily, and there sat the babies, beaks open and waiting.

This live and personal little NOVA episode caused me to ponder. My first thoughts were, "Wow! Those parents must be exhausted! How can they keep this up?"

Then, as I watched those open, searching beaks, I thought of my own children. Are they just as hungry? What are they hungry for? What about all children? It dawned on me that youth are all alike. They come to this earth hungry. They're hungry for knowledge and hungry for love. Those swallows aren't going to have to 'hand' feed their babies forever. It's such a short time that they have that great a need. And so it is with our children. We have such a small window of time to teach, train and nurture them in the love and safety of our own nests. What a blessing to be able to homeschool them, feed that hunger with the appropriate sustenance, and not lose any of that precious time before they get their wings!

I also learned that whatever messes these birds make on my porch, it's a small price to pay to preserve that little family. All families have their messes. All homeschools have their good and bad days. But the only thing that's forever is family. When the demands of a full nest create a little mess here and there, just get out the hose.

You can leave your thoughts, comments or suggestions here on my feedback page. I also have a Yahoo! group dedicated to incorporating the gospel into all aspects of schooling.  To join the group, go here

Thanks!

- Sasha

Scouting and Schooling

by Doreen Blanding

As the mother of five boys, I have embraced the Boy Scouts of America programs with open arms as they have helped me in my homeschooling. From the very beginning in Cub Scouts to the very end - Eagle (and beyond), there is much to learn and use in your homeschool. I will share with you examples from the different programs.
 
Since The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints does not participate in the Tiger Scouts portion of the Cub Scout program, I can not write about it, but I have read through the book and it is a great book for parents to use if they desire. The Church has used the Boy Scouts of America as their boys' and Young Men's activities for many years and I think there is a reason they have stuck with them as long as they have.  Scouts has a way of taking young boys and molding them, shaping them and turning them into responsible young men.

When you son turns eight he is encouraged to join Cub Scouts. As a parent, when they are this age you are very willing to let someone else have your child for an hour a week. If you are the leader, you are so thankful it is only an hour each week. These young boys are full of enthusiasm for life and have a strong desire to do "man" things and learn. The Bobcat is where all Cubs begin. It is very easy to earn but the things a Bobcat learns are very important. One of the most important things to read with your son is the beginning pull-out section of the book on protection. This is a perfect time to sit down with your son who is probably just fresh from the waters of baptism and talk about being safe and clean.

Once the Bobcat is earned the boy goes on to a Wolf, Bear and then a WEBELOS ("WE'll BE LOyal Scouts").

Cub Scouts 

The Wolf and Bear achievements are worked on at home as much as in the den. Parents are strongly encouraged to take an active part in their cub's learning and growing as they spend their first two years in Cub Scouts. WEBELOS is where the reigns are beginning to be turned over to the leaders. (Hopefully you have good leaders and if not, volunteer; your son is worth it!) Once they have reached the rank of WEBELOS and turn 11 they are now in Boy Scouts.

This presents a problem because in the Church we do not let our young boys join in Young Men's activities until their 12th birthday. When I was a young girl these "in limbo" boys did what was called "Blazer Scouts." Now we call it "11 year old scouts." They have their own separate leader (or they should) who should have the goal of getting them to the rank of First Class by their 12th birthday.

No ward is perfect and no leader is perfect. All of these leaders will need your help in getting these young boys and young men through the ranks. The best way you can help your leaders is by attending meetings, getting involved and listening. Get involved and help your son move through the ranks. It will bring the family closer together just as your teen is trying to pull away and it is so much fun.

Some of the things we have learned with our cub scouts:

  • The pledge of Allegiance and the National Anthem
  • How to tie knots
  • How to start a fire and how to put it out
  • How to be safe while riding bikes
  • How to take care of a garden
  • How to use tools and care for them
  • About the Native Americans
  • Secret codes
  • Sports we didn't even know how to play (anyone up for a game of marbles?)
  • How to help the fireman
  • Cleaning up our planet and recycling
  • How to be safe from "bad guys"
  • Orienteering (that is using a compass and map for those who didn't know that one)
  • How to swim
  • About music, plays and art
  • How to read a bus chart or train schedule
  • How to be a great family member
  • How to serve in your community
  • How to fix things in your home
  • How to make your home safe (For the past six years we have had at least one family home evening on what to do when the smoke alarms go off. We have also had annual perimeter checked to make sure our house is safe. The smile on a young son's face when he can report to dad that the house is safe is priceless.)

And the list goes on and on; everything a young boy ages 8-11 would want to do.

Boy Scouts

The fun doesn't end when they move into Boy Scouts; in fact, it just continues. For the first while the young men are working towards advancements and doing what they call "Scout Skills" but that shouldn't stop you, as parents, from getting a merit badge book from the library or scout shop and using it as a curriculum. Our family has done the following as units while a son received a merit badge for his work.

  • Environmental Science
  • Aviation (we even flew in a plane)
  • Swimming
  • Cooking
  • Gardening
  • Indian Lore
  • Snow Sports
  • Photography
  • Theater
  • Weather
  • Dog Care
  • Citizenship in the Word, Nation and Community

There are over 120 merit badges that a Boy Scout can earn all the way from Textiles to Painting, Emergency Preparedness to Horsemanship, Insect Study to Music, Oceanography to Public Speaking and the list goes on. You need to know that there are required merit badges if your son wants to earn the rank of Eagle. Please consult with your Young Men's leaders and Scout Master so you know how the program is run in your ward, stake and scout district. I am not so much interested in getting the badges and ranks as I am the education and learning that came from getting there.

You don't have to have sons to take advantage of the great resource the Boy Scouts of America have in their little merit badge books. Girls and families can learn a lot just from reading the books (they are never long, but they are thorough) and doing a few of the requirements. In fact one of my favorite websiteswww.meritbadge.com has ready made worksheets that you can print out and use in your homeschool as you learn about the subject.

Appling to School

Let me take you through our journey while my oldest was earning his Weather Merit Badge. At this time, he was the only son old enough to earn this merit badge, but we all learned along with him. An added bonus was that two years later when son #2 came along, he just had to read the merit badge book, look at his notebook from that unit and he called the councilor and got the badge. It took him an afternoon to refresh his memory and an hour at the same house passing it off.

There are 9 requirements for the weather merit badge and none were too hard. For example:

#3 Draw cross sections of a cold front and a warm front showing the location and movements of the cold and warm air, the frontal slope, the location and types of clouds associated with the front, and the locations of rain. Tell the differences between a cold front and a warm front.
 

# 7 Define acid rain. Identify which human activities pollute the atmosphere as well as the effects such pollution can have on people.

As I read through these requirements I outlined the things that my son would have to learn in order to pass off the merit badge with his merit badge counselor. (Make sure if you are doing this for the award that you follow protocol for your troop.) After I had the list of things he would have to learn, I set about gathering books. Many were listed in the back of the merit badge book I borrowed from our local library. I also found many websites listed in the merit badge book or at www.meritbadge.com. Once I had my outline, it was quite simple to teach the whole family about weather and how it affects our lives. In the process of learning I made sure we did all the activities, performed all the experiments and wrote all the reports necessary for my oldest to pass off the requirements.

On the appointed day I took my sons (scouts have to have a buddy and we went during public school hours) to Brother Needham's house to see what we, I mean he, had left to learn. I picked him up an hour later and as I was ushering them out the door, Brother Needham remarked at how well prepared both boys were and how they really understood weather unlike many of the other young scouts who cross his threshold. Brother Needham is a commercial airline pilot and so he needs to know a lot about weather, but even better than that, Brother Needham was a homeschooilng dad whose children had left the nest so he understood and appreciated what we were doing.

Great Adventures

Three months later we were back on Brother Needham's doorstep, this time to pass off the Aviation Merit Badge. My son got to fly Brother Needham's plane! Now how fun is that?! Homeschooling and the Boy Scouts of America: one great lesson, I mean adventure, after another.

We also have visited Yellowstone National Park while a young boy was working on his camping merit badge and his cooking merit badge.  We have gone to our state capital, visited national monuments,  built park benches, held a bike rodeo, delivered wood block kits to Salt Lake City, gone on bike rides, taken a ton of pictures, put on a play, hiked, swam, raised a dog, flew a plane, learned about Native Americans and had a great time doing it.

I've had the privilege of having three of my five sons pin the Eagle Scout mother's pin on me.  Yes, it was a lot of hard work for my kids, as well as me and my husband, but we sure did learn a lot as a family while helping that young man earn his Eagle.  I'm looking forward to the last two earning theirs as well.  We still have many adventures to go on.

For more scouting information, visit:

http://www.meritbadge.com/ 
http://www.scouting.org/ 
http://usscouts.org/start.asp

http://www.waldsfe.org/Schooling%20and%20Scouts.htm

You can leave your thoughts, comments or suggestions here on my feedback page. Thanks!

- Doreen

Holding to the Iron Rod Through the Mists of Darkness

by Juventa Vezzani

A few years ago, I went through a really hard season of life.  I had a new baby and soon after she came home from the hospital, she started screaming on and off all day.  We tried dietary changes, ambient noise, singing, reflux medication, and the like.  Although those things helped, none fully abated her crying.  In the midst of these challenges, I myself, slipped into post-partum depression.  Since I was allergic to the medication, I had to find other ways to cope and get through.  

I remember going to church one Sunday, looking around at all the members of the congregation, and wishing that I could feel the spirit and feel the happiness that comes from the gospel.  I thought that perhaps something was wrong with me.  I felt broken.  It was during this time that I pondered over Lehi’s Dream.  I had tasted the fruit of the tree of life in the past, so why could I no longer taste it?  No, not just taste it, I couldn’t even see it.  I felt like I was surrounded by mists of darkness.  I pictured myself in Lehi’s Dream, clinging to the iron rod, trying desperately to get to the tree, but unable to see it.  

As soon as I reflected upon these images, the Holy Ghost pierced through the clouds of darkness and I felt the overwhelming love of my Heavenly Father.  I learned a lesson that I will never forget.  I realized that I was not alone and that this was part of my life’s experience.  There was nothing wrong with me as a person.  Heavenly Father allowed me to pass through mists of darkness to strengthen me, give me empathy, and help me better appreciate the love on the other side.  More importantly, I was given hope that this too shall pass and will be for but a small moment.

Having gone through this, I have learned a few tips to help us get through our own “mists of darkness.”  Whether it be post-partem depression, discouragement, or just plain burnout, these tips can equally apply to our lives and help us get through to the other side.

 1.  Find a Support System.  My husband was my biggest support system during this time.  He gave me blessings, let me cry on his shoulder, made dinner, and encouraged me to get out.  My children were also helpful.  They took turns with the baby, gave me hugs, and forced me to get out of bed each morning.  I also had friends and family who were there for me, and although I tried to hide my suffering, I was often greeted with a smile or a hug just at the right moment.

 2.  Know your limits and set small goals.  With a new baby and homeschooling 4 out of 6 children, I realized that I needed to really scale back and change my expectations.  It was helpful to have a “minimum requirement” that if we completed, we were “successful” that day.  Some days it was simply watching an educational movie.  Other days it was doing a math lesson and then reading together as a family.  Sometimes it was simply getting out of bed and reading our scriptures together.  I also put my Kindergartner into public school mid year so that I could focus more attention on the older three and on the baby.  (He’s now homeschooling again.)

3. Count Your Blessings.  Sometimes counting your blessings can be hard, when you’re feeling overwhelmed or discouraged, but it can be so powerful.  You can be grateful for a smile, for a small act of kindness, for employment, your home, etc.  Sometimes it can be as simple as being grateful for the sun shining outside your window.  Counting your blessings can help you love a child who may be giving you a hard time or help you realize how blessed you truly are.  It is also very helpful to write these blessings down and re-read them as time permits.  My journal became a wonderful source to help me sort out my feelings and to also help me count my blessings.

4. Sharpen Your Saw.  Stephen R. Covey told the story of a man working tirelessly to cut down a tree.  A farmer came out and noticed that his saw looked dull.  He asked the man how long he had been sawing and found that he had been working at this tree for five hours, and was exhausted.  He invited the man to take a rest and sharpen his saw, but the man said that he was too busy sawing.  Often we need to take a step back from what we’re doing and take time to sharpen our saws or we will experience burnout.  Whether it be to organize a room, catch up on laundry, or take a day off from school and go to a park, sharpening our saws can help us refuel and get the strength we need to move forward.  I found that some of my happiest moments came from playing with my children or being out in nature.  It is also important to take some time out for yourself.  I remember asking my oldest son to take the baby so I could exercise, shower, do my hair and make-up, and read my scriptures.  Having this small window of time helped sharpen my saw enough to make it through another day.

5. Serve Others.  One morning, it seemed that everyone in the house was in a bad mood.  There was fighting, bickering, and a lot of discord.  I excused myself from the mayhem, went to my bedroom, and behind closed doors knelt down and pleaded with my Heavenly Father for inspiration on what to do.  The thought came to me of a sister in the Ward who had just had a new baby.  With that, I packed up all my children, and took them to the store to buy a baby gift.  While there, we saw an “angel tree” with requests for gifts for children who had very little.  My children saw the tree and read some of the descriptions on the cards.  Some children simply wanted clothing while others wanted a ball or doll.  My children were touched and we not only bought and delivered the baby gift, but we were also able to help bless another child in our community.  The fighting ceased, at least for the time being, and was replaced with a spirit of happiness.  President Lorenzo Snow said, “When you find yourselves a little gloomy, look around you and find somebody that is in a worse plight than yourself; go to him and find out what the trouble is, then try to remove it with the wisdom which the Lord bestows upon you; and the first thing you know, your gloom is gone, you feel light, the Spirit of the Lord is upon you, and everything seems illuminated.”  (Conference Report, April 1899)  I can attest to the truthfulness of his words.

6. Create.  Elder Uchtdorf gave a wonderful talk called “Happiness, Your Heritage” in September 2008.  In it he said, “Our birthright—and the purpose of our great voyage on this earth—is to seek and experience eternal happiness. One of the ways we find this is by creating things...As you take the normal opportunities of your daily life and create something of beauty and helpfulness, you improve not only the world around you but also the world within you.”  On many days when I was discouraged, I sat down at the piano and began to play.  I was so grateful for the ability to create something of beauty.  There are so many things that we can create and so much happiness that can come by blessing others with our talents.  

7.  Laugh.  One of the most tender moments I had during the peak of my depression happened with my six year old.  I was having an especially hard day, and found it hard to even smile.  My son came up to me, and out of nowhere said, “Happy balls!”  Then he proceeded to put out his hand and make noises that sounded like a pop gun continually firing these “happy balls” at me.  At first I cried, and then I laughed.  It is now our little game that we play with each other.  Whenever either one of us are discouraged, you can bet that we will be giving the other one “happy balls.”  Laughter can help disperse many a dark cloud.

8.  Put the Lord First.  If there is one thing that I have learned through my many times of depression or discouragement, it is to put the Lord first.  When I had my second miscarriage, I remember that I had a choice to make.  I could allow myself to wallow in my grief or I could immerse myself in the scriptures.  I chose the latter.  While studying the scriptures, I felt a closeness to the Savior that I had never before felt.  I found purpose, meaning, and hope.  I was able to put my trust in my Heavenly Father and recognize that He had a plan for me.  I learned the truth about opposition in all things.  I can attest that because of having felt loss, I have gained a greater appreciation for what I do have.  I also gained a greater appreciation for the Savior and His great sacrifice.  I learned that the atonement could not only take away my sins, but my grief, loneliness, and pain as well.  Putting the Lord first has been a life line to me, allowing me to prioritize those things that are most important.

Although going through discouraging times are not easy, they can be a refining process for us.  I remember the morning when I woke up, and for the first time in a long time, I felt like I could breath again.  It was like a huge rush of oxygen.  I knew that I was finally through the worst of my post-partem depression and that the darkness had finally parted.  I will forever be grateful for the lessons I learned and for the blessings that came from holding to the iron rod through the mists of darkness.

About the author:

Juventa Vezzani and her husband, Dave, are the parents of six children, three boys (ages 13, 11, and 6) and three girls (9, 4, and 1).  You can hear more from Juventa at the 2011 Home Education Conference on May 12-13 in Virginia Beach.  For more info, please visit www.ldsehe.org.

A Song That Never Ends...

Each of my children have gone through a phase of loving to sing this song, particularly on long car trips; “This is the song that never ends, it just goes on and on my friends.  Somebody started singing it not knowing what it was and now they keep on singing it forever just because this is the song that never ends…” Repeated ad nauseam.  The problem is that they take so long to tire of it.  Seriously, they could just keep going forever.  And it seems like they do! 

My sisters and I love to quote from old movies like Anne of Green Gables or Parent Trap whenever we find an occasion that warrants a quote.  We can find words from a movie we have seen a dozen times to fit almost any situation.  The exchange student from Spain that spent a year with us was constantly in awe of the way we could find the perfect words or song to match anything that was happening and we all knew what the others were talking about.

My very favorite high school English teacher helped her advanced placement class to memorize the prologue to the Canterbury Tales in Middle English.  No one could even understand the words we were saying, much less their meaning, but it sounded so cool and I can still quote the entire poem segment today, nearly twenty years later.

Growing up there was this particularly annoying car commercial for a used car lot named Latham Motors.  The man doing the commercial was so loud and obnoxious that everyone hated those ads.  However, ask anyone who lived in my community in the late 80’s to tell you the phone number of Latham Motors and I promise you that they can.  733-5776.  “We’ll see you here, today!” 

Our days are constantly filled with stick-in-your-head information.  Phone numbers, song lyrics, jokes, rhymes and jingles.  Most of it is just stuff – fluffy facts and trivia that take up space in our brains.  Some of it is offensive to our spirits and to who we are as children of God.  Hopefully some of it is useful information we learn as we school together – “In 1492 Columbus sailed the ocean blue”,  “when two vowels go walking the first one does the talking and usually says its name”, “Roy G. Biv”…

As parents and full-time teachers of our children, we have the opportunity to choose some of this information that goes into the heads of our children.  We can’t control all they hear and repeat.  Maybe you have a sister like mine that taught my children that song that never ends.  Your children probably have Sunday school teachers, piano teachers and scout leaders who contribute to the information being stored in their brains.  In a school setting it is easy to think of useful and meaningful facts that children must learn in a way that they will not forget, like multiplication tables for instance.  But what other information could we be memorizing together to prepare our children for the world and for life?

I remember as a child memorizing the names of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles one night with my family.  “Hunter, Packer, Ashton, Perry, Faust, Haight, Maxwell, Nelson, Oaks, Ballard, Wirthlin, Scott.”  Obviously that was quite a while ago, as many of those men are no longer living.  And yet I can still rattle it off without a glitch.  We tried the same thing in our family the other day.  My husband came up with a rather weird mnemonic method of memorizing the current Quorum of the Twelve. 

1 gun “what are you packing?” Packer
2 shoe “Sperry” Perry
3 tree “leaves on a tree rustle” Russell M. Nelson

We all laughed at first and some of his clues were quite a stretch, but by the end of the night, every one of us had mastered the task.  What’s better is that a week later we can still remember it with no trouble. 

I grew up knowing the Apostles.  I knew their full names, recognized their faces and their voices.  I listened to their voices on cassette tapes in my room as I went to bed at night.  I had the privilege of sitting at their feet every six months and watching them deliver their messages to us at General Conference.  I knew what many of them had done for a living.  I listened to stories of their growing up years.  I loved these men and I knew that they loved Jesus Christ. 

In a world where heroes fall from grace every day, where values like integrity and honesty are flippantly laid aside and Christ’s name is revered by seemingly few, where a few offensive lyrics are so cunningly tied to a catchy tune, how important it is to fill our minds and our hearts with the good, the uplifting, the “un-trivial”.  I want my children’s minds to be full to the brim with Shakespeare and the periodic table and history time lines and, even more importantly, with scripture and the young women values and the scout oath and the names of the apostles.  I want those things to become even more familiar to them than the phone number of the used car lot was to me so that they can recall them clearly “ages and ages hence.”  More than being able to recite the names of the apostles, I want them to know them – the men called as Special Witnesses of Jesus Christ – I want them to know their names, their faces, their hearts and their messages.  As my children feel of the testimonies of these great men, I know they will never tire of hearing their voices.

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- Kresta

Creating Confidence

by Emily Orton

Simple efficient living is a necessity in my not-so-big home.  Some may raise their eyebrows at the severity of my limits on what creations may be kept and for how long.  When I still cared about raised eyebrows, I wondered if I were somehow stealing childhood memories or harming my children’s self-esteem.  I teach my children the joy is in the making.  I have learned that emphasizing creating rather than keepingmakes sense for storage and, more importantly, generates genuine confidence.

I first got a hint this was working when my toddler, Lily, poured milk all over her older sister, Alison’s, painting.  Prepared for contention, I was surprised when sweet Alison said, It’s okay.  The joy is in the making.  I’ve since heard her say this to friends in multiple settings as well.  Sarah Jane, age 9, rarely concerns herself with keeping her creations for long.  Her attitude is:  There is more where that came from.  Karina, 13, put any of my remaining anxieties to rest.  She recently explained her concept for a new project and I suggested she look online for ideas to get started.  She gave me that whatever  face her age group is famous for and said, I have my own ideas!

What joy to my mother heart!  My children are confident in the creative process.  They invent and explore.  They are persistent and prolific.  They act independently.  This week they sewed unsupervised.  Karina sliced, diced, and combined two old tee shirts to make a fashion forward modest top.  She wore it for two days in a row.  Alison taught herself and Sarah Jane how to make quilted pincushions on the sewing machine.  They don’t call them pincushions.  They call them “happy pillows” because, as Alison says, Whenever I look at it.  I know that I made it and it makes me feel so happy. 

Of course my children sometimes get frustrated as they struggle though the creative process.  Things don’t always turn out the way they envisioned them in their minds.  The sewing machine eats their fabric.  That’s when I hug them and encourage them to take heart.  I read somewhere that it requires about 10,000 hours to become truly proficient at just about anything.  My children have probably heard that 10,000 times.  They have learned creativity often has a messy phase.  Another mantra at our house is Mastery first, then speed.  Nobody loves making mistakes, but my children grumble through these speed bumps knowing they will get better if they keep at it. 

Creating things will serve my children throughout their lives.  Partly, because it builds confidence.  Certainly, it supports innovation and solution seeking skills.  Creativity empowers them to be self-reliant and may provide a living.  It definitely brings joy to themselves and others.  Most important, is the fact that every time they engage in the creative process they are exercising the embryonic divinity within them.  They are engaged in the same work as our Father in Heaven who tells us, “there is no end to my works...”  (Moses 1:38)

While I am thrilled that there seems to be no end to the works of my children’s hands, I have to figure out what to do  with them.  I have to set limits.  I’ll share a couple that work for us. 

  1. Limit Time. For example, I ask my children to take all the art off of their bedroom walls once or twice a year to “make room for new ideas.”   I require that our scotch taped “art collection” be rotated monthly.  We have an 8-12 week limit on seasonal living room wall art Karina creates.  This keeps her flowing with new ideas and makes our home lovely.  We abide by a one week limit on all large cardboard creations.  My children don’t fuss when their beloved boxes go because they know the creative process will start again when a brand new box comes through the door.  Drawings left out and uncared for are discarded daily.
  2. Limit Space. Paintings, drawings, crafts of eclectic mediums are constantly flowing through our house.  It is not physically possible to store them all.  Each child has a school cubby, a stuff box, and a large plastic art envelope.  When any of these locations becomes cluttered or overflowing, each respective child is responsible to bring order to their space.  This includes, prioritizing which creations to keep, preserve via digital photo or scan, and which to trash.  They enjoy having ownership of this process.

 

About the author:

Emily Orton is a former middle school teacher turned New York City SAHM and writer. When she's not reading or writing, Emily enjoys walking all over Manhattan, coastal sailing, and editing her apartment.  She and her husband, Erik, have five children.  Emily will be sharing more expertise on homeschooling in small spaces at the LDSEHE Home Education Conference on May 12-13 in Virginia Beach.  For more info, please visitwww.ldsehe.org.

In Like a Lion...

If March comes in like a lion, it will go out like a lamb, and vice versa, so the saying goes. I have a turn to host our co-op preschool group next week. Although our theme is spring, when I look out my window at the dreary apartment complex parking lot, and the bare trees, I can’t help but think it’s a little too early to bust out the tulips and baby animals. Instead of full blown spring, I think I am going to focus the preschool day around the transition into spring. 


The idea of using a lion and a lamb to describe the weather is appealing to me. Most kids are familiar with these animals. They know that lions growl and can be fierce, while lambs are soft and mild. And asking them questions like “What would make the weather ferocious like a lion? (rain, cold wind, storms, sleet, etc)” and “What would make the weather gentle like a lamb? (sunshine, warm breezes, etc.)” seems like a good way to transition from lamb and lion to talking about the weather. In preparation for my preschool day, I’ve gathered a few ideas that I think the kids would have fun with. Although I am not sure which of these I’ll use, here are some of my favorites:

-A calendar with lion and lamb stickers to keep track of which days are lion/lamb days. Every day the kids can decide whether that day’s weather is more like a lion or a lamb and put the appropriate sticker on the calendar, and at the end of the month they will be able to look back and see if March was mostly a lion or a lamb this year.

-Wind experiments from the book I Face the Wind by Vicki Cobb. This book is really well done. It uses simple experiments to teach kids that wind is moving air. You can catch air in a plastic grocery sack, twist the top closed, and then push the air out of the bag to make wind. It teaches you how to use two balloons and a coat hanger to weigh air (but that might be a little bit over a preschooler’s head). And it has several other ways to make your own wind, as well as a very clear and basic explanation about air molecules and what they are.

-Lion/Lamb snacks. To make a lion snack use a rice cake for the base, spread peanut butter over the top, stick chow mien noodles around the outside edge for a mane, and use raisins for the eyes and nose. To make a lamb snack , slice an apple in half and remove the seeds. Spread peanut butter over the rounded side with the skin, then stick cereal (Kix, Cheerios, anything round would work) all over in the peanut butter to create wool. For the legs use four tooth picks, sticking two mini marshmallows onto each one before putting them in to the apple. For the head use a large marshmallow and stick it on with peanut butter. You can use half a raisin for each eye if you want, or leave it without eyes. 

-Crafts: DLTK has some really cute lion and lamb paper plate crafts as well as some fun sounding ideas for other activities.

-Dressing a paper person, in weather appropriate clothing. Laminate the paper person and then use masking tape to stick on different clothing. Hold up pictures of different kinds of weather and let the children take turns dressing the paper person accordingly.
-Songs: Leo the LionMary Had a Little LambMr. Golden SunIt’s Raining, It’s Pouring , Once There Was a Snowman.

-Activities from the What Can the Wind Do? section of the book Science is Simple by Peggy Ashbrook (pg 83-86). This was a book written for use in a classroom, but it’s a fantastic resource, and the activities can be easily adapted for homeschoolers. The section on wind has a lot of great activities to help preschool aged children notice and understand the wind. Some of the activities include observing how the wind moves things outside, ways to make your own wind like blowing a cotton ball with a straw or making Styrofoam boats with paper sails and racing them by blowing on them, ideas for crafts to hang outside that will blow in the wind, and acting out a poem about the wind. This section also has a list of books to read, and some follow-up activities.

-Weather Magnet Pages. Print out these weather picture pages and put them on a metal cookie sheet. Then have the kids place a round magnet (you can get packs of 50 at Walmart for a couple bucks) in each circle. My kids love magnets, and this helps children with one-to-one correspondence.

 

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- Krystal

Do You Lack Wisdom?

by Angela C. Baker

I am a middle child in a large family so I grew up caring for babies and younger siblings.  When I got married and was pregnant with my first child, I felt totally confident that I could do the mother thing.  After my baby was born almost 21 years ago, that confidence remained unshaken until my baby was two weeks old.  Colic hit about that time and with it came hours and hours each day trying to find ways to sooth my distressed baby.  There is nothing like a wailing infant who can’t be soothed to shake a young mother’s confidence.  I learned pretty quickly that many of my ideas to sooth that baby didn’t work and neither did the experts’.  It was in these moments that the scripture, “If any of ye lack wisdom, let him ask of God…” took on new meaning for me.  There were many times when asking God for his help was the only thing that worked.

Parenthood alone brings with it quite a learning curve and constant opportunities to realize one’s lack of wisdom.  As home school parents we add to that the full responsibility of educating our children.  This is a double whammy most of us are unprepared for.  Basically by choosing to home school we communicate that something is not quite right with the public school and we bring our children home and try to create an educational environment in our homes.  Having never done it before, it takes a fair amount of fumbling and a lot of trial and error to figure it out—at least it has for me. 

There have been many days when the responsibility of educating my children has felt like a crushing weight.  These are days when confidence in my ability wanes and I wonder if what I am doing will be enough and if my children are getting what they need.  Like Abraham Lincoln, I can freely declare that over the fifteen years of my home school experience “I have been driven many times upon my knees by the overwhelming conviction that I had nowhere else to go.” Actually going to my knees was exactly the place I needed to go to find the expert guidance and the wisdom I lacked.  Let me share one example.

It was a Monday afternoon and my 15 year old son and I were driving the 30 miles home from his piano lesson.  He opened up and began to share how awkward he felt in social situations.  The evening before he had attended a Bishop’s chat where he had faced this very challenge.  At the time, he said  that he struggled with what to say and how to say it and then when he did get the courage to say something he worried for days if he had said the right thing or not.  He was so frustrated with this and wondered what he could do.  As we drove our conversation gradually quieted and he went to sleep.  I was left alone with my thoughts.  I agonized about my son and his struggle socially.  I wondered, “Is this because we home schooled?”  In my mind raced a flurry of ideas for how to remedy his problem—enroll him in the local high school or martial arts or counseling.  Certainly these would help him learn the social skills he needed. 

Later that evening, during family night, my husband asked the children to write or draw what they saw themselves doing with their lives.  My 13 year old daughter divided her paper into six frames and drew in each one a picture of her performing in one way or another some of which were drama, violin, and dance.  She wanted so much to perform.  As I looked at her drawings—at what she really wanted to do—I felt overwhelmed.  How was I to provide for her all that she needs so that she can perform and excel in these ways?  With six children at that time and their various needs and needing to make the finances stretch between them all, how could I possibly give her what she so deeply wanted?

That night I went to bed feeling exceptionally tired and overwhelmed, with both my son’s and my daughter’s needs weighing heavily on my mind and heart.  What was I to do?  Early the next morning found me on my knees praying.  In my hands I had a notebook and pencil.  I was depending on the fact that God would answer and I was ready to write it all down.  As I asked about my son, I got a very distinct, clear, and simple answer.  “There is nothing wrong with your son.  Teach him to whom he may turn to make weaknesses strengths.”  Assurance and peace filled my heart.  I then prayed about my daughter.  The answer for her was just as clear.  “Though she may perform, teach her that more important are the simple acts of service and kindness she will have daily opportunity to render.” 

As the clarity of God’s wisdom penetrated my heart, feelings of stress, overwhelm and uncertainty dissipated.  My confidence returned—confidence in God’s promise that if I lacked wisdom I could ask Him and he would give me that which I lacked.  Time and again I have returned to my knees searching for guidance about my children’s education.  Repeatedly I have come away from those prayers with knew understanding.  I am convinced that God’s idea of education is quite a bit different than man’s. “…for the Lord seeth not as man seeth; for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the Lord looketh on the heart.”  I learned this first hand that morning five years ago as I struggled with the needs of my two oldest children.  The education God has in mind goes far beyond the quantifiable skills of reading, writing, arithmetic, and social aptitude.  It goes beyond test scores and grade levels to the getting of understanding and wisdom and living a life of meaning and service. 

Perhaps you are struggling with a fussy newborn or maybe a disconnected teen.  Maybe you are wondering how to teach a child to read or how to inspire your children to love and serve one another.  Maybe it is the functioning of your home and how to get chores done and school time in too that you struggle with.  Whatever your challenge, His promise is sure.  He will give you the wisdom you lack and show you how to create a learning environment in your home that educates the hearts as well as the minds of your children.  Of this I am absolutely certain.

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