Yellow House Homeschool

We’ve been doing Charlotte Mason style narrations based on readings for over a year, but now we are branching out a little bit.  Sometimes I ask Antonia to tell me back a story from the perspective of a particular character, possibly not a major one.  She’s also been doing a little translating of easier passages from French into English.  This is not an easy task, and implies a pretty high level of comprehension.  I wouldn’t actually have asked her to do this for more than a few sentences, put I got a whole chapter of a book!  Most of her narration is still completely undirected.

I am supposed to record Antonia’s picture narration of Turner’s Dido Building Carthage:

“On the side of the picture there are some people that look like they are going to bathe or they might be washing their clothes.  And it looks like the sun is setting and some of the light is reflecting off the river.  There’s a line of white water but all of it is in shade after that.  There is mostly shade because of the arches and the tree.  You can see that the tree is on a mountain and on the top of the mountain, there’s a little arch.  I found it very refreshing to look at.  On the left side of the picture, I can see a flag next to an arch.  The building on the right side is next to the sun.”

She seems to be building up a descriptive style.  The one thing that really inspired her today was writing a review of CS Lewis‘ Voyage of the Dawn Treader which we have just finished:

The Dawn Treader

The Dawn Treader is an interesting book.  There are three characters called Edmund, Lucy and Eustace.  They are very, very brave.  And they are king and queen except Eustace who got turned into a dragon and he could not talk.  The Dawn Treader had a mouse with them.  The mouse talked his head off, but he was very nice and adorable.

This comes with an ancient ship illustration, one of her current specialities, and a date in which all the numbers have arms, legs and faces to the point where you can’t tell what they say.

Yesterday, she wrote this little story, so I guess I can also cross off that ‘composes on a model’ entry in the grade 2 checklist!  I think we must have a couple of picture books that follow this theme:

In a very dark wood, there’s a very dark house.
In the very dark house there is a very dark mouse,
And that mouse had a very small house.

Yesterday, we spent a beautiful afternoon at the Cirque de St Meme, a place up in the mountains, that’s picturesque enough to be terribly crowded except on a school day.  We took a little hike, a picnic gouter, paddled and sunbathed.  I am usually good at estimating the time from the daylight, but this time the air and light were so pristine that I was a whole hour out of my reckoning and we got home pretty late.

I am glad for the nice things in our homeschooling just now, because we seem to be having the extreme ups and downs at the moment.  I would prefer not to talk about maths (other than multiplication tables) or French writing! Maybe later, I will talk about Just So Stories.  I am really amazed at how much Antonia loves reading those.

In theory, Antonia finished learning her multiplication tables today.  I say in theory, because it’s quite possible that in the process of getting those last few 12x under her belt he forgot some of the earlier ones.  We will be having periodic revisions just to make sure they all really stick.

Apart from that, she is still very tired.  In fact she is now asleep again at 11.30 am.  I thought it best to put her back to bed as a large number of people are coming over for a barbecue in about an hour.  I’m declaring next week a ‘quiet’ week, which means no more social plans than have already been made, and a focus on getting enough sleep, and some peaceful time outdoors.

We spent the whole day at the lake.  How fun can you get!  It was still warm enough to paddle, and nobody was there except us two homeschooling families – oh and a sleepy swan, but it stormed off in a huff shortly after we arrived.  The girls had a lovely time together while we mothers chatted and kept an eye on them from a distance.  They did all kinds of stuff, beachcombing, boat building…  One funny thing is that they both have noticeably big vocabularies, but not quite the same big vocabularies!  And they’re both a little young to be able to define words that they know how to use for other people.  At least that’s what Antonia gave me to understand just now when I was putting her to bed.  They don’t quite understand each other all the time!

Antonia is still a zombie!  But never mind, our day had a few highlights.  Charlotte Mason had a theory that I will have to paraphrase: you never know what will light your kids fire, so just give them some of everything and see what sticks:

1. We read about the Athenians sending out their triremes to deal with pirates and we got to looking up what a trireme really is.  A trireme is multi-storey war ship with rowers on three levels.  It was the fastest thing on the sea at the time (like maybe 17 km/hour).  Antonia couldn’t get over the fact that the crew consisted of about 200 people and that it was 5 times the length of our living room.  She has been drawing her ancient boats as little rowing boat sized things with about 2 people on board.  I couldn’t get over how beautiful the modern reconstruction, Olympias, is.  I had to stick a photo of it on my desktop for a while.  If I had a teleport machine, I would have popped over to Athens to see it for real.  Antonia is starting to understand all kinds of things like why water travel was preferable to land travel in ancient times, the problems of navigation and the reasons for coast-hopping.
2. Antonia tried knitting for the second time.  It really went quite well, in that she knitted several rows by herself in the end, though she keeps inadvertently adding stitches.
3. We listened to the Prom 63 concert on BBC radio’s listen again facility (4 days left, and highly recommended!)  We both really enjoyed listening to the Motets and Chansons with interspersed Indian music, though some part of me couldn’t help thinking that this was a rather simplistic approach to ‘fusion’.  It sounded nice, what can I say.  Neither of us like Messiaen much, I’m afraid.  But we both loved the Night Ragas like crazy.  It took me right back to India, to those crazy nights travelling through Maharashtra in decrepit cars and late trains, the lovely candle-lit nights in Mandhu and Orchha, the platforms of the railway stations just about everywhere.  Not that we ever heard musicians quite as talented as this.  Mike groaned that he didn’t really understand the structure of Indian music, but Antonia and I are kind of used to it.  Music is like a language, you learn it naturally from exposure.  I love India.  To me it really seems like Europe’s twin sister in terms of culture and potential quality of life.  It’s undeniably true that Indian society has a problem to solve in sustaining life at all for many of its people, but at least if they can solve that, they will have plenty to live for.  I couldn’t really say that of every place I’ve been to.  Now I’m all nostalgic for India.  I even had to turn most of the lights off, to get that intermittent electricity feel!  If I had a teleport machine, I would be in Orchha right now.

   P.S.  I realise that based on the image of India abroad, some people might not understand the ‘quality of life’ thing.  It’s kind of subjective: reliable transport and electricity contribute only a tiny percentage to my sense of quality of life.  Decent music, literature and food, and a couple of thousand years of history under my feet are vital. Like everyone else, I find that enough food and clean water are even more of a prerequisite of course.

Antonia hasn’t really recovered from her intense social weekend, and I have to say that the week has done nothing to help her.  We have been too busy squeezing things in.  Let nobody say that homeschooled kids do not get out and socialise, because this one has been doing too much.  Maybe that’s why she did not enjoy her Wednesday ‘day camp’ as much as she enjoyed the summer holiday camp for which I prepared her carefully.  Last night, I heard all the things I used to hear about school: it’s too noisy, it gave her a headache, the other kids didn’t act very nice, etc.  She was angling not to have to go back for the other five days we booked.  I think she should probably do them, but I won’t mind if we drop it after that.  I just don’t know how I can cope with organising the whole week around making sure she is rested enough before and after a Wednesday day camp.  Especially when her Dad just doesn’t ‘get’ the concept of an over-filled schedule.

He’s been tired himself though.  Hee, hee, maybe he will learn.  On Tuesday he carried out a couple of impromptu science experiements in the kitchen.  He lit the wrong circle on the stove, got one of our skillets incredibly hot, then put it down on the granite work top.  It was hot enough to alter the crystallisation of the stone!!  Now we have a nice circle of whiter crystals in the counter for perpetuity.  That was the afternoon.  In the evening, he put a different skillet down on the wooden counter and burned a ring in that.  We already sanded that one out and revarnished it.

Today is our only quiet day at home for the week, so I am looking forward to enjoying it, and also getting some lessons done !