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Happy Easter to y'all. We have been hard at our "Easter Rabbit" gig this evening. That is what Hope calls him. I was really striving to take the commercialism out of it this year. We went to extremes for that very reason. I would have made the candy myself except that 1) It has been a long hard week of being sore and crabby and 2) I don't know how to make candy yet. However, we did the baskets very organically with palm leaves for grass and wrapped some old fashioned candies in tissue paper and ribbons and other such things. It all looks very home made. Each of the children also got neat wooden toy and Logan got a harmonica that he has been dying for. We colored eggs with them tonight and will hide them early in the morning before they get up. Sometime in the evening tomorrow we will take them out to sit under the moon and read some Easter verses and poems. An interesting little thing, you can see a rabbit in the moon at this time of year in our part of the world instead of your regular old man in the moon. Hence the story behind the Easter bunny and egg. I have a friend who knows all the details, I know you can see it in another part of the world the rest of the year, but for now you will have to just trust me that it is a limited time offer and go take a peek.

Posted by gwendolyn on March 31, 2002 at 12:58 AM

I am awake. It is stupid o'clock in the morning. I am weaning myself from the drugs that make my limbs feel bonded and my mind heavy. So I am not comfortable. I can't stand laying all day in a stupor though. I am also up thinking about all of the things I just haven't been dealing with through this whole thing. The children's schoolwork, finances, and housework are the top three things on the list at the moment. The fact that Savannah's birthday is coming and I should be getting ready for it and the company that comes with such events, including my mother in law coming to stay is weighing on me also. I can't prepare right now. That bothers me. I am not pulling my weight. I didn't plan on this. I didn't ask for it. I thought that by not having an entourage of family memebers coming here to handle everything would make things simpler. I am not sure if that helped or made it worse. He is doing a great job juggling everything. I just feel bad that it is so stressful for him.

Posted by gwendolyn on March 28, 2002 at 05:01 AM

I am home. Tired. Drugged. Sore. Lots of unexpected things have happened. I will write more about it when I can. I am very grateful for my husband and my children right now. They are troopers.

Posted by gwendolyn on March 24, 2002 at 01:17 PM

I am having surgery in the morning. I dread it. I didn't come out of gall bladder surgery feeling too alive. I hope this isn't the same. And considering this is all lower abdomen stuff I will surely be able to breathe a lot better than I did last time. I NEVER want to experience that again. I also hope I can feel all my parts when I am done. Well, I don't expect to be able to feel the already damaged leg from previously mentioned surgery. I don't think it will magically get fixed by poking yet another hole through my belly button. On top of it all, I feel like I am on the verge of getting a sore throat to match my ear infection. Which if it is strep could be very very bad for monkey boy. When it rains, it pours.

Posted by gwendolyn on March 21, 2002 at 12:25 AM

I have been buried in books and teaching resource guides and supply catalogs for the last three weeks. I have barely had time to think about anything except "school". I guess that is good. I think. Yesterday was the first day of actually implementing the things I have been learning on my own. I have come to realize that I need to really work on my approach to things. Content has little to do with the learning process. I knew this already. I just didn't realize exactly how true it is. I am teaching my eight year old cursive handwriting and multiplication. He is teaching me that both of those things takes the patience of a saint and lots of practice. We have worked very hard but it is taking us a full day to do what takes my friend's children about four hours. Mostly because we are still so new to it all. The joy is in the process. I really need to remember that. I need it written on my hand or something.

Posted by gwendolyn on March 19, 2002 at 10:36 PM

I am judging by my uncanny ability to bitch and moan about everything under the sun, and by the other one percent of the content of my site, that it is a very good thing I am not suffering from employment.

Posted by gwendolyn on March 13, 2002 at 12:43 AM

I have been really busy over the past few weeks reading and thinking. We are jumping off of the unschooling boat. There has been too little parental involvement and too much unwelcome educational freedom, which has ultimately led to conflicts of monumental proportions in the monkey house. We began very content with the daily happenings and general feeling of relaxation regarding "school". As much as I love the idea of child-led learning and agree wholeheartedly with the idea that children should be given more than just text books and worksheets and tests, the initial satisfaction is over and ultimately it has led to undeniable laziness and boredom on everyone's part. As with most things in life, the lesson has to be learned. I doubt seriously that we could have come to a new understanding of where we are going without first taking this time to let go of where we have been. So it has not been all for nothing. This seems to be the way with us. There are a lot of stepping stones along our path.

I haven't decided what it is that has brought us to where we are. I want to believe in fate. I try to believe that things happen for some greater purpose. I have recently had the chance to spend time with someone very different than most people I have met. Which is good for me because I tend to feel as though I think a little bit differently than the general population. Initially, I had met her about a year ago at a dinner. As we shared our backgrounds we happened upon discussion about growing up in the country and that way of life involving a lot of simplicity in living and it's value and also about the benefits we want to give our children of learning through rhythms of natural life processes and strong nurturing. Though this was a very light conversation and isn't meant to be taken as the basis for my friendship with her or the things I have learned and am learning from her, it is a simple example of the appreciation I have for her and the similarities in our way of thinking. At the time, I think what stuck in my mind was the part of the conversation we had about the Amish people that lived in the area that I had been in while in Iowa. We had both shared an admiration for their simplistic lifestyle and for their endurance and devotion to their lives and work despite modern conventional thinking. It was strange to actually talk to someone who shared that opinion when most people I have talked about my interest and perception of basic Amish life ways have little more than stupid jokes to contribute to the conversation. I am not talking about their religion. I don't know enough about their beliefs (or any others for that matter) to comment on that aspect of it. I am talking about the way they live efficiently and simply and their sense of community. I am talking about their reverence for the world in which we live by the way they preserve it. The one our technologically advanced society is destroying for future generations. Yes, myself included. You don't have to be a tree hugger to understand or appreciate the seriousness of our destructiveness as a modern civilization.

My interest and understanding of the method has grown with my ability to observe her, the way my children interact with her, as well as her children and how they interact with other people. The way that she chooses to teach children, though in a more conventional setting than the Amish, still reflects and teaches the simplistic values while nurturing the individual during various physical, intellectual, and spiritual phases determined through close observation of the student by the teacher and also the relationship and understanding between the individuals about what the student needs. It subtly yet extensively teaches academics while more importantly nurturing body, mind, and soul. It speaks about the importance of nature through the use of organic materials, holistic ideas and appreciation for all elements of nature. This inspires me.

Any particular religious beliefs can be applied to this way of learning as all cultures and religions are explored. The founder Rudolf Steiner held Anthroposophical beliefs, which are the foundation of the method. I am learning more about those beliefs and concepts as I get deeper into the study of the method but do not fully understand that aspect of it all as of yet. It may or may not be applied to the method if you use it. That choice is an individual one. The curriculum I am using is inspired by this method yet has been designed to be applicable whether or not you choose to apply the religious aspects as a belief system within your own family , and is designed for the home schooling family so that it is gently guided to accommodate phases of development and understanding yet is still very much shaped and molded by the teacher and student needs. It is a good starting point.

At the time of my first meeting my friend, I had very little insight into the background or concepts of this method. This was not a meeting to discuss this topic just a causal introduction between moms within the home schooling community we live in. I held on to the very basic ideas that were presented and identified with a lot of the core principles of what this approach had to offer. Even though I didn't feel at the time that our family connected enough with the way of life that this learning process required, the interest and admiration for the concepts were there. I could see where the concepts were applicable to the struggles we were having with school and more importantly the struggles we are having now as we find our way through home schooling. As I am learning more about the "how" and "why" of it all I am understanding the purpose for everything I didn't understand before. So much of what I found to be unconventional has really become and invaluable part of the process.

I kept it all simmering in the back of my mind for over a year. In the meantime I chose a different path for lack of understanding enough at the time about the method to be secure in it, lack of certainty in my own ability to separate myself from more conventional thinking, and also for the sake of my natural inclination to allow unlimited freedom for the children to pursue their own interests. While unschooling, I put a lot of choices on small shoulders that weren't ready to deal with them. Now I am understanding why this was a mistake on my part.

Among all of the other self revelations, I also understand why I now miss my house in Iowa more and more all the time and why after the long winter depression and the sudden move (just when I decided I didn't want to leave) surface a lot. I love the ocean. I love where I am. I don't want to go anywhere now. There is just something about the simplicity of where we were that I miss as well as the natural surroundings and the security. I think if given the chance to go back there with the understanding I have now, I would have a lot more appreciation for the house itself and what the surroundings had to offer. We grow and change all the time. I was not the person then that I am now. Thankfully, I grow and learn all the time.

In recent months, I had thought about this whole thing often. What was it about all of this that interested me so much? It was clear to me at the time that it was a path not chosen by the majority, not even within the home schooling community. Were these tiny yet growing similarities in ideals and values enough to make me think harder about the method I chose for us and how we might benefit if I redirect my approach to reflect those similarities? I share her desire for having a deeper understanding and more meaningful experiences with teaching and raising children as well as the crucial importance of the learning process in all of our lives and nurturing the individual as a whole being and not just a brain to recite meaningless facts. It is a concept referred to as teaching through head, heart and hands.



It was the fact that there was opportunity for me to approach it casually through socialization between us and our children that relieved the pressure of uncertainty and doubt I still felt about it all. I have had the opportunity to confirm what I suspected, that she is indeed genuine in her concern and love for children, and also in her devotion to teaching their entire being on an individual level. She has found this within herself through her learning of this approach. My children and I are drinking it up like sponges and I am finding that we are very naturally redirecting ourselves in more positive and creative ways in the very little time we have been applying the basic principles.

And so with that I am delving into observing and mentoring with her and doing all of the reading and thinking I can, trying to fully understand what I must about nurturing the human spirit and understanding the development of human nature so that I might apply what I learn to my own life and my own teaching. It is difficult to teach and apply to your children what you have never experienced on the receiving end of your own life, parenting or otherwise. We must not be afraid to do what is best even if that means reflecting on what is wrong with our present and finding the answers to what is right for our future. All children deserve no less than everything positive we can possibly give them. If we continue to fail them now, we fail the future of the human race.

Heavy thinking. I know. Sue me.

Posted by gwendolyn on March 12, 2002 at 03:32 AM

Thirteen years ago today there was definitely a spark between us. I shuffled my feet on the carpet. :) Today he bought me Ferris. I must still be shuffling my feet really well.

Posted by gwendolyn on March 10, 2002 at 07:07 PM

Good news. The factory isn't going to shut down after all. Well, that is not to say that I will be making anymore babies. It just isn't going to be a permanent deadbolt on the door. I have to say I feel much better about not choosing to have it done. I don't know what makes me so upset about having no more children. I don't really plan on having anymore. I guess I am just too darn stubborn to have anyone or anything tell me I can't. It is kinda my thing. I have been doing it for several years full time now. I just don't want to think that I could never do it again. So, that is that. I still have to have surgery on March 21st. I have other problems. Blah.

I got the two girls each a new doll for their upcoming birthdays. I am so excited about them. They are all natural fiber dolls. They are very nice. I am also sitting here debating ordering a pentatonic flute and a harp.

Posted by gwendolyn on March 08, 2002 at 03:40 PM

I know I haven't been here in a long time. Sorry to those of you who care one way or another about that fact. I don't know what to say except that lots has happened. Some good, some bad, some even worse than bad, some I am not quite sure what to make of it yet. I am working on some things with the children. We are evolving yet again. I am devoting 99.9% of my time to that now and the rest to my health issues. It would appear that the Eaton baby factory will soon be shut down permanently. I have a huge problem with making it such a finality. I am not being given a lot of choices though. I would rehash it all but I am not thinking clearly and my eyes are nearly swollen shut from crying and it is late. I should just sleep.

Posted by gwendolyn on March 05, 2002 at 11:12 PM