This month, I decided to google search for some topics for a post. One of the most popular topics I found was about how bad homeschooling is. So, I thought I'd dispel some of these doubts about homeschooling.
1) The first anti-homeschool result I found was from http://www.ehow.com/list_6603210_reasons-against-home-schooling.html. It said, "It is difficult to understand how a parent or parents can provide their children with the same level of academic opportunity as an entire staff of trained professionals. They must depend upon a self-planned curriculum or those they have found elsewhere. Each curriculum varies widely in efficacy and can lead to different levels of learning. A school setting offers specialists in each field, including music, art and speech. As bright and dedicated as a home educator might be, he/she simply cannot fill all of those roles." You don't need a curriculum to teach. We actually only have two curriculum we use, one of which we use rarely. The rest is just things like writing blog posts, or taking music lessons. No one person is filling in all the roles. Many people are filling in all the roles.
2) Another search result took me to a site called http://teacherrevised.org/2009/05/30/the-case-against-homeschooling/ Number seven on the list said, "God hates homeschooling. From my side, to take your faithful children out of schools is to miss an opportunity to spread the grace, power and beauty of the Lord." Theoretically Jesus was homeschooled. At the time Rome didn't have free schools, and you can't say a guy who was born in a hay trough was rich. So who schooled him? Exactly, his parents.
3) The next site I found was a site called http://www.educateexpert.com/argumentsagainsthomeschooling.html. My favorite argument from this site is the third argument. It says, "You need to think about when it comes to the arguments against home schooling is the distraction factor. If a child is schooled at home, the result can be that the child does not take their studies seriously, especially when a parent is their teacher. This behavior could thus result in poor grades." True they could be distracted, but that doesn't mean they'll get bad grades. Even as I write this post, Rebecca's computer is playing the annoying, almost jazzy music that comes with her Kitty Care video game. I think that's distraction enough. Yet I still write this blog post, and the last thing I'm thinking about is watching her play her game. It is still possible to work at home without distraction, you just need to know how to avoid being distracted. Don't adults get distracted at their jobs, too, and have to learn how to deal with it?
4) The next anti-homeschooling thing I found was the third or fourth comment on http://www.pjnet.com.my/ftopict-3660-.html. It said, "I personally dislike homeschooling because it deprives the children from interacting with other kids their age. This does limit their social skills." I think people against homeschooling take the term to literally. They think that we only school at home. However, I honestly think we school more away from home than we do at home. With the many field trips and events between our two homeschool groups we really only homeschool at home on Thursdays, some Fridays, and Saturdays. That's four out of seven days that we are interacting with other homeschoolers. So, socialization isn't a problem.
If this blog post didn't dispel some of the doubts about homeschooling I don't know what will.
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Friday, November 26, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
The Mystery of the MIM
Yesterday we went to the new Musical Instrument Museum (MIM for short) with our homeschool group. Before we went into the museum, while we were standing in the courtyard, we learned from the tour guide that the entire building was made from sandstone shipped from India. She also told us that it took six years to collect all the instruments that are in the museum. I found it very interesting how they used different classes of instruments to organize our presentation, how each part of the world has all different types of instruments, and how they acquired the biggest stringed instrument in the world for this museum.
For the first part of the tour, there was a small demonstration on the different categories of musical instruments. These categories are: Aerophones, Membranophones, Electrophones, Idiophones, Corpophones, and Chordophones. The museum classifies these instruments in these categories to better understand how they are played. The best Example of these classes is the Theremin. It Makes sound by sending an electronic signal to an ampliffier when it's magnetic fields are disturbed. So, the Theremin is an electrophone.
Another thing that made the museum interesting was all the different types of instruments they had. It seemed like there were at least two instruments from every country in the world. That's more than 390 instruments from around the world. Other wise know as enough instruments to give a musician a headache trying to remember them all. Along with these instruments they also had some historic ones on display including one of the light up drums from the 2008 Beijing Olympics, the Peace Piano, Eric Clapton's guitar "Brownie", and a couple of amplifiers that Dick Dale blew up. Who knew a broken amp could be considered historic.
My favorite instrument in the museum is the Octobass. It is a 12 foot tall three stringed Double bass that is so deep that it can barely be heard by human ears. Only three were ever made, and there is only one person in the western hemisphere who can play one. After we got home, Omar Domkus (the parent who set up the tour and he is also a bass player) sent us a YouTube video of someone playing the same Octobass. It sounded like a dying whale.
Another thing I noticed about the tour was the fact that the tour guide seemed to think we didn't know much about instruments. During our second run through the museum, (the tour guide seemed to be rushing us through the exhibits) the tour guide met up with my dad and I while we were looking at the electric guitars. She told us about how on the web-site they had a whole curriculum on how electric guitars and amps work. My dad then explained how we had just finished building one (picture of the guitar we built is below), and he told her that I work the sound board at our church. The look on her face was priceless.
This concludes the mystery of the MIM: Idiophones don't mean the maker was an idiot, broken amps can be historic, and the tour was most likely made for public school groups.
For the first part of the tour, there was a small demonstration on the different categories of musical instruments. These categories are: Aerophones, Membranophones, Electrophones, Idiophones, Corpophones, and Chordophones. The museum classifies these instruments in these categories to better understand how they are played. The best Example of these classes is the Theremin. It Makes sound by sending an electronic signal to an ampliffier when it's magnetic fields are disturbed. So, the Theremin is an electrophone.
Another thing that made the museum interesting was all the different types of instruments they had. It seemed like there were at least two instruments from every country in the world. That's more than 390 instruments from around the world. Other wise know as enough instruments to give a musician a headache trying to remember them all. Along with these instruments they also had some historic ones on display including one of the light up drums from the 2008 Beijing Olympics, the Peace Piano, Eric Clapton's guitar "Brownie", and a couple of amplifiers that Dick Dale blew up. Who knew a broken amp could be considered historic.
My favorite instrument in the museum is the Octobass. It is a 12 foot tall three stringed Double bass that is so deep that it can barely be heard by human ears. Only three were ever made, and there is only one person in the western hemisphere who can play one. After we got home, Omar Domkus (the parent who set up the tour and he is also a bass player) sent us a YouTube video of someone playing the same Octobass. It sounded like a dying whale.
Another thing I noticed about the tour was the fact that the tour guide seemed to think we didn't know much about instruments. During our second run through the museum, (the tour guide seemed to be rushing us through the exhibits) the tour guide met up with my dad and I while we were looking at the electric guitars. She told us about how on the web-site they had a whole curriculum on how electric guitars and amps work. My dad then explained how we had just finished building one (picture of the guitar we built is below), and he told her that I work the sound board at our church. The look on her face was priceless.
This concludes the mystery of the MIM: Idiophones don't mean the maker was an idiot, broken amps can be historic, and the tour was most likely made for public school groups.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Poetry Is Music
We have had a pretty busy summer this year, and we haven't had very much time for blogging. We started the summer with a camping trip on the beach with my best friend and his sister. Rebecca and I also went on a camping trip with our grandparents and cousins.We've also done a whole bunch of other activities this summer. One of these activities was a concert at which Natalie Merchant was promoting her new album Leave Your Sleep. I really liked this concert because all of the songs were poems set to music, and we have been doing poetry in my homeschool composition class and at home. It is very interesting how this form of songs works, and because it is very interesting how she used certain instruments for certain parts of the songs.
The songs on this album were of a collection of poems either by children, for children, or of children and turned into music. Some of the poetry that she used was The Dancing Bear by Albert Bigelow Paine, Bleezer's Ice-Cream by Jack Prelutsky, and The Sleepy Giant by Charles E. Carryl. All of the songs came with a short biography about the poets. There were some bad reviews about the concert that we read before we went. People were complaining that the concert was more like a poetry lecture as opposed to a concert. However, I found these people she talked about very interesting. One of the most interesting was Albert Bigelow Paine, who was a close friend of Mark Twain, and he eventually wrote his biography.
I really like how Natalie Merchant turned these poems into music because poetry is meant to sound like music. Music is essentially made up of rhythm and sound, and poetry is exactly the same. Just last week, we were doing limericks in my homeschool composition class, and Mrs. Pittman was talking to us about how rhythm is part of poetry by the way things are accented. The week before that, we were doing haikus which all have the same rhythm made up of the same number of syllables per line: 5 syllables, 7 syllables, and then 5 syllables again. Shakespeare's poetry and stories are good examples of using rhythm in poetry because they were all written in iambic pentameter. Iambic Pentameter is a form of rhythm which alternates using 5 stressed and unstressed syllables per line. These forms of poetry are only three examples of the many ways that rhythm turns poetry into music.
It was also very interesting which instruments she used for the album. At the concert there was a clarinet, a bass clarinet, a saxophone, a violin, a cello, a double bass, a tuba, two guitars, drums, and a keyboard. Some of these instruments she only used in certain parts of the songs. For example, in the song, The Peppery Man, whenever she said "The Peppery Man," one of the guitarists would echo it in an unnaturally low voice while the double bass player played three or four notes on the tuba making it sound hilarious. I know this sounds confusing, but all of the people on the stage were able to play multiple instruments and some sang back up. It was also really funny what was said by Natalie in between songs. During the beginning of the second song, the speakers started making a weird static sound which they called, "The dragonfly in the Dodge Theater air-conditioning system."
I am also impressed by this album because it took her only six and a half years to turn all 26 poems into songs. I hope this post explains what we have been doing this summer, and that poetry is music. I can't wait until Natalie Merchant's next concert here.
The songs on this album were of a collection of poems either by children, for children, or of children and turned into music. Some of the poetry that she used was The Dancing Bear by Albert Bigelow Paine, Bleezer's Ice-Cream by Jack Prelutsky, and The Sleepy Giant by Charles E. Carryl. All of the songs came with a short biography about the poets. There were some bad reviews about the concert that we read before we went. People were complaining that the concert was more like a poetry lecture as opposed to a concert. However, I found these people she talked about very interesting. One of the most interesting was Albert Bigelow Paine, who was a close friend of Mark Twain, and he eventually wrote his biography.
I really like how Natalie Merchant turned these poems into music because poetry is meant to sound like music. Music is essentially made up of rhythm and sound, and poetry is exactly the same. Just last week, we were doing limericks in my homeschool composition class, and Mrs. Pittman was talking to us about how rhythm is part of poetry by the way things are accented. The week before that, we were doing haikus which all have the same rhythm made up of the same number of syllables per line: 5 syllables, 7 syllables, and then 5 syllables again. Shakespeare's poetry and stories are good examples of using rhythm in poetry because they were all written in iambic pentameter. Iambic Pentameter is a form of rhythm which alternates using 5 stressed and unstressed syllables per line. These forms of poetry are only three examples of the many ways that rhythm turns poetry into music.
It was also very interesting which instruments she used for the album. At the concert there was a clarinet, a bass clarinet, a saxophone, a violin, a cello, a double bass, a tuba, two guitars, drums, and a keyboard. Some of these instruments she only used in certain parts of the songs. For example, in the song, The Peppery Man, whenever she said "The Peppery Man," one of the guitarists would echo it in an unnaturally low voice while the double bass player played three or four notes on the tuba making it sound hilarious. I know this sounds confusing, but all of the people on the stage were able to play multiple instruments and some sang back up. It was also really funny what was said by Natalie in between songs. During the beginning of the second song, the speakers started making a weird static sound which they called, "The dragonfly in the Dodge Theater air-conditioning system."
I am also impressed by this album because it took her only six and a half years to turn all 26 poems into songs. I hope this post explains what we have been doing this summer, and that poetry is music. I can't wait until Natalie Merchant's next concert here.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
The People Who Really Won America
We recently finished our History Channel documentary America: the Story of Us, and since I wanted to do a Fourth of July post, I decided to tie them in with each other. I think that the biggest part of our culture is our rebellious spirit and our willing to fight for what we believe in. This can be demonstrated through the actions of the Pilgrims, the colonists, and the slaves.
The Pilgrims went a long way to insure this country came into existence. They went 3,000 miles to be exact. The Pilgrims pretty much sold everything they had to go to a place where there was nothing there. They did it all for religious freedom. Thousands of people died of diseases, starvation, and animals they did not know about. However, they found ways to survive with the help of the Indians, and kept on going with life without even thinking of trying to go back to England.
The colonists were probably the biggest rebels in history. They started with small riots like the Boston Tea Party and the Boston Massacre and then started the Revolutionary War to establish their country. The colonists fought the British for seven years and 25,700 people died, but they never gave in or said, "Fine you can have this place." They fought it out and were able to have that freedom the Pilgrims always dreamed about.
The slaves were also very rebellious. Harriet Tubman even went back and helped other slaves after she escaped through the Underground Railroad. The Civil War was then fought until the Confederate states submitted and the Thirteenth Amendment was signed. Even after the Civil War, racism still continued, and people rioted often against racism until the Civil Rights Act of 1964 was passed to prevent it. Because of the rebels like Rosa Parks and Martin Luther King Jr., racism is now much less. We even have the first black president because of these people's struggles.
Along with these rebellious successes, many other rebellions helped America like the Vietnam War protests, and other slightly more violent protests in which many people lost their lives defending their beliefs like the Kent State Riots. Either way, rebels are definitely a major part of the American culture, and I am proud to be one of them.
The Pilgrims went a long way to insure this country came into existence. They went 3,000 miles to be exact. The Pilgrims pretty much sold everything they had to go to a place where there was nothing there. They did it all for religious freedom. Thousands of people died of diseases, starvation, and animals they did not know about. However, they found ways to survive with the help of the Indians, and kept on going with life without even thinking of trying to go back to England.
The colonists were probably the biggest rebels in history. They started with small riots like the Boston Tea Party and the Boston Massacre and then started the Revolutionary War to establish their country. The colonists fought the British for seven years and 25,700 people died, but they never gave in or said, "Fine you can have this place." They fought it out and were able to have that freedom the Pilgrims always dreamed about.
The slaves were also very rebellious. Harriet Tubman even went back and helped other slaves after she escaped through the Underground Railroad. The Civil War was then fought until the Confederate states submitted and the Thirteenth Amendment was signed. Even after the Civil War, racism still continued, and people rioted often against racism until the Civil Rights Act of 1964 was passed to prevent it. Because of the rebels like Rosa Parks and Martin Luther King Jr., racism is now much less. We even have the first black president because of these people's struggles.
Along with these rebellious successes, many other rebellions helped America like the Vietnam War protests, and other slightly more violent protests in which many people lost their lives defending their beliefs like the Kent State Riots. Either way, rebels are definitely a major part of the American culture, and I am proud to be one of them.
Friday, June 18, 2010
Why the First Amendment is Important to Me
A few weeks ago while at our church's camp, my best friend and I were about to go to the camp's coffee shop, and while I was looking for my wallet, he happened to notice my Blog Notes journal. He asked if my mom was still forcing me to write in this blog. I told him no she wasn't, but whenever I tell anyone the next sentence, they seem extremely surprised. I told him I write in it of my own free will, and then I found my wallet, and we went to the coffee shop with Devin still recovering from shock.
What I don't understand from this conversation is why no one believes I like to write in an online journal which is exactly what a blog is. Throughout history many people have kept journals. Without Christopher Columbus's journal, America would probably be uninhabited; without Lewis and Clark's journals, we would all still be stuck on the east coast; without Charles Darwin's journals, some crucial species of animals would not be known. Other people who wrote journals were John Muir, Anne Frank, and I haven't even mentioned all the people who have written autobiographies so why are people surprised that I'm not being forced to write in this online journal? It's not uncommon for someone to enjoy writing; look at Christopher Paolini: he started writing Eragon when he was fifteen, and I don't think his parents said write a 500 page novel or else.
There are many reasons why I love writing. My favorite part about blog writing is reading it after it's been published because of the thrill of reading my ideas and opinions being publicly voiced. Why people don't voice opinions is another question of mine. Freedom of speech is a right of ours, why do we not use it? Many books, autobiographies, and even journals (real events in history) have been banned because we have not demanded our right to speak out. If writing didn't exist, the world would fall into chaos. There would be no communication because no one would be able to write anything to message, no movies because no one would be able to write the scripts, no internet because no one would be able to program it, and no civilization because no one would be able to converse with more than a few people. Face it, we need writing to survive. Why do so many people insist on hating it? The First Amendment states, "Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government to redress grievances." I love these words drafted by James Madison in the United States Constitution.
What I don't understand from this conversation is why no one believes I like to write in an online journal which is exactly what a blog is. Throughout history many people have kept journals. Without Christopher Columbus's journal, America would probably be uninhabited; without Lewis and Clark's journals, we would all still be stuck on the east coast; without Charles Darwin's journals, some crucial species of animals would not be known. Other people who wrote journals were John Muir, Anne Frank, and I haven't even mentioned all the people who have written autobiographies so why are people surprised that I'm not being forced to write in this online journal? It's not uncommon for someone to enjoy writing; look at Christopher Paolini: he started writing Eragon when he was fifteen, and I don't think his parents said write a 500 page novel or else.
There are many reasons why I love writing. My favorite part about blog writing is reading it after it's been published because of the thrill of reading my ideas and opinions being publicly voiced. Why people don't voice opinions is another question of mine. Freedom of speech is a right of ours, why do we not use it? Many books, autobiographies, and even journals (real events in history) have been banned because we have not demanded our right to speak out. If writing didn't exist, the world would fall into chaos. There would be no communication because no one would be able to write anything to message, no movies because no one would be able to write the scripts, no internet because no one would be able to program it, and no civilization because no one would be able to converse with more than a few people. Face it, we need writing to survive. Why do so many people insist on hating it? The First Amendment states, "Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government to redress grievances." I love these words drafted by James Madison in the United States Constitution.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
The Case of the Freezing Mine, the Stagecoach Ride, the Crazed Spork Murderer, and the Invisible Ostrich Farm
Earlier this year, the Eagleridge student council decided to go to Bisbee and Tombstone for the 6-8 grade end-of-the-year trip. Earlier this week, we actually went on the trip. We all got to Eagleridge at 6:30AM and got on the tour bus. We then drove for about 3 and a half hours playing many dramatic games of Mafia in which the mafia really liked stabbing people with sporks.
At about 10:00AM we were told by the tour guide that an ostrich farm would be coming up on the right-side of the bus after we pass a trailer park. About half an hour later we passed the trailer park. Another half an hour passed and still no ostrich farm. Another half an hour passed and my friend Devin realized that it either was never really there, or was passed without us knowing it. I have spent the last couple of days trying to find it on Google Earth without success. Three more hours later (or exactly 32 throwing spork murders later) we arrived in Bisbee, Arizona. After we got off the bus, our tour guide for the away-from-the-bus part of the tour met us. Bisbee was originally started as a copper, silver, and gold mining camp before they found the Copper Queen Mine when they decided to make it a city. After the tour of the city, she brought us to the Copper Queen Mining Museum. There, we learned all sorts of stuff from the equipment they used in the underground mine to how they separate the ore from the dirt in the open pit mine (the gasses from a bacteria imported from Norway literally burn away anything that isn't copper ore.)
After the museum, we got back on the bus and drove another twenty minutes until we reached the entrance to the Copper Queen Mine. We went inside a little warehouse next to it and were given bright yellow jackets, hardhats, and a car battery with a light bulb about big enough to cover the head of a pin, and we were told to haul the car battery around on the belt of the jacket. They then loaded us onto the mine cart: a somewhat small engine that stalled often but had a soft cushioned swivel chair. Hauled by this engine was twelve two by fours on wheels with two thin rods running down the length of the cart. Along with the unstable method of transportation, it was also informed five minutes after we entered, that the mine stayed a naturally flat 52 degrees! If you don't believe me here's a picture of a thermometer in there:
It was fun though, and we got to see many old crystal and mining caves along with a lift shaft, detonation cave, and a honey cart (the portable toilet). Here's a picture of the honey cart (I don't know why they call it a honey cart):
After we left the mine, we ate lunch on the bus and went to see one of the many open pit mines. The mine we went to see was the Lavender Open Pit Mine which was literally 80 ft. from the Copper Queen Mine. Apparently the shadow at the bottom of the mine isn't a shadow. Instead, the shadow is a mass of trapped rain water that is mixed with large amounts of copper, lead, iron, sediment, and bits of TNT. This combination makes a black toxic fluid that guarantees a painful death to a person in less than an hour if the person drinks it. Here's a picture of the toxic liquid:
After we went to the Lavender Open Pit Mine, we left Bisbee, and we were able to play another eight games of Mafia (all of which involved someone eating Teriyaki chicken while someone was being killed with a spork) before we arrived in Tombstone. Brief history of Tombstone: founded by a guy who was thought to be crazy for venturing out to the middle of nowhere and told all he would find was his tombstone. This guy (Edward Schieffelin) found silver and named the town Tombstone as an ironic joke. When we got there, we were broken up into two groups for the stagecoach tour. The other group went first. The group I was in went and found the biggest ice creams I've ever seen (a two scoop is about the size of four scoops). The stagecoach tour was a bit of a disappointment, but it was still interesting. To summarize: now you should understand the case of the freezing mine, the stagecoach ride, the crazed spork murderer, and the invisible ostrich farm. This case has been solved. Never trust anyone with a spork. ;)
At about 10:00AM we were told by the tour guide that an ostrich farm would be coming up on the right-side of the bus after we pass a trailer park. About half an hour later we passed the trailer park. Another half an hour passed and still no ostrich farm. Another half an hour passed and my friend Devin realized that it either was never really there, or was passed without us knowing it. I have spent the last couple of days trying to find it on Google Earth without success. Three more hours later (or exactly 32 throwing spork murders later) we arrived in Bisbee, Arizona. After we got off the bus, our tour guide for the away-from-the-bus part of the tour met us. Bisbee was originally started as a copper, silver, and gold mining camp before they found the Copper Queen Mine when they decided to make it a city. After the tour of the city, she brought us to the Copper Queen Mining Museum. There, we learned all sorts of stuff from the equipment they used in the underground mine to how they separate the ore from the dirt in the open pit mine (the gasses from a bacteria imported from Norway literally burn away anything that isn't copper ore.)
After the museum, we got back on the bus and drove another twenty minutes until we reached the entrance to the Copper Queen Mine. We went inside a little warehouse next to it and were given bright yellow jackets, hardhats, and a car battery with a light bulb about big enough to cover the head of a pin, and we were told to haul the car battery around on the belt of the jacket. They then loaded us onto the mine cart: a somewhat small engine that stalled often but had a soft cushioned swivel chair. Hauled by this engine was twelve two by fours on wheels with two thin rods running down the length of the cart. Along with the unstable method of transportation, it was also informed five minutes after we entered, that the mine stayed a naturally flat 52 degrees! If you don't believe me here's a picture of a thermometer in there:
It was fun though, and we got to see many old crystal and mining caves along with a lift shaft, detonation cave, and a honey cart (the portable toilet). Here's a picture of the honey cart (I don't know why they call it a honey cart):
After we left the mine, we ate lunch on the bus and went to see one of the many open pit mines. The mine we went to see was the Lavender Open Pit Mine which was literally 80 ft. from the Copper Queen Mine. Apparently the shadow at the bottom of the mine isn't a shadow. Instead, the shadow is a mass of trapped rain water that is mixed with large amounts of copper, lead, iron, sediment, and bits of TNT. This combination makes a black toxic fluid that guarantees a painful death to a person in less than an hour if the person drinks it. Here's a picture of the toxic liquid:
After we went to the Lavender Open Pit Mine, we left Bisbee, and we were able to play another eight games of Mafia (all of which involved someone eating Teriyaki chicken while someone was being killed with a spork) before we arrived in Tombstone. Brief history of Tombstone: founded by a guy who was thought to be crazy for venturing out to the middle of nowhere and told all he would find was his tombstone. This guy (Edward Schieffelin) found silver and named the town Tombstone as an ironic joke. When we got there, we were broken up into two groups for the stagecoach tour. The other group went first. The group I was in went and found the biggest ice creams I've ever seen (a two scoop is about the size of four scoops). The stagecoach tour was a bit of a disappointment, but it was still interesting. To summarize: now you should understand the case of the freezing mine, the stagecoach ride, the crazed spork murderer, and the invisible ostrich farm. This case has been solved. Never trust anyone with a spork. ;)
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
The Journey of Stuff
Since my mom is getting out of the girl scout business, we spent last Thursday with all the girl scout families cleaning out and moving all the girl scout stuff out of our garage. My mom decided that since it was also Earth Day on Thursday, April 22nd, we could also show them a short documentary called The Story of Stuff by Annie Leonard. It is about where our stuff comes from, what happens when we throw it away, how it is affecting the environment, and how we are on a dangerous path which is using up all our resources. If you haven't seen this film, and you also have a lot of stuff, you can watch it free on the Internet at : http://www.storyofstuff.com/. We also have her new book, The Story of Stuff, which includes all her research on the subject for 10 years.
The first problem with our ways of making stuff, is the fact that we are running out of natural resources to make the stuff with. Almost one third of the worlds natural resources have already been consumed and thrown away. I would really like to know how long it will take to consume the rest of the world's resources at this rate. It is obvious that our way of making stuff needs to stop. It is even more vital that we stop putting so many chemicals in our stuff.
Some products have been known to have up to one hundred thousand synthetic chemicals in them of which none have been tested with other chemicals we use in day to day life. Pillows, some blankets, and mattresses are good examples of this. They are doused in B.F.Rs (Brominated Flame Retardants), otherwise known as a Neurotoxin, otherwise know as a toxin that kills brain cells. A pleasant thing to rest your head on for eight to ten hours a night! Adding chemicals to products also ruins the environment. Although a lot of the chemicals leave the factories in the form of products, even more chemicals leave as pollution. The United States alone admits to releasing more than 4,000,000,000 lbs. of pollution each year.
The next part of the journey of stuff, is actually buying the stuff. This is often no problem for the average American as they buy stuff all the time, but who said we were really buying the stuff. Part of the documentary was about how we don't really pay for the stuff we buy. One day she was walking to work and wanted to listen to the radio so she went to Radio Shack and bought a radio, for five dollars. As she listened to it, she began to wonder how the radio could cost her five dollars. She learned that the metals were likely mined in South Africa, The Plutonium was drilled in Iraq, the plastics were probably made in China, and the whole thing was probably put together by some fifteen year old in Mexico. Either way, it made me think that I can't even get a bus ticket that would take me to the next city with five dollars let alone across several countries! I wonder how they have enough money to pay the workers.
The final problem with the journey of stuff is how we are getting rid of it. Corporations have long ago mastered the art of scamming customers. Two of their most useful ones are planned obsolescence, and perceived obsolescence. Planned obsolescence is when the corporations try to make an object break, become archaic, or useless as fast as they can. The sad part is, it works. Ninety-nine percent of all the stuff we throw away was purchased less than six weeks ago. Perceived obsolescence is when the corporation tries to convince you to throw away perfectly good stuff by making it look out of fashion. In other words both planned and perceived obsolescence means "designed for the dump." After the corporations have convinced you to throw away an item, it is then dragged out to the curb where it spends the night with all the other junk awaiting its fate. Our unfortunate can of garbage is then taken to a landfill that is just a big hole in the ground. The junk then gets either buried in the landfill, or burned in an incinerator and then buried in the landfill. Although both methods are extremely dangerous to the environment because of the possibility of any water in the landfill becoming leachate (an extremely toxic material made as water trapped in the landfill is blended into the toxic chemicals) and flowing into ground water supplies and poisoning them. Incinerating trash before burial is even more dangerous to the environment. Do you remember all those toxic chemicals that were in all that stuff that was just thrown out: the Neurotoxins and the B.F.Rs in the pillows, mattresses, and blankets? Well, they were just incinerated and the chemicals were changed into the super toxin called Dioxin (deadliest toxin known to science) under the high heat. So just throwing away stuff is not as simple as it seems.
In her new book about the story of stuff, an example of one of the things she does for school presentations is she takes a soda can, places it on the table, and asks the students, "What is it?" If the can is on the table, they say, "It is a soda can." Next, she throws the soda can in the trash can and asks the students, "What is it now?" If the same can is now in the trash can, they say, "It is trash." She pulls it out...it's a can. She puts it back in...its trash. So trash isn't the condition of an object, it is whether or not it is in the trash can. Another way of explaining this theory is that what one person thinks is trash, may not be considered trash by another person. Also in her book, she talks about being in Bangladesh and seeing an old shampoo bottle she threw in the trash later the next day pulled out of the trash and with the addition of wheels it was now a child's toy car. When my mom looks in my room, all she sees is "trash." My favorite Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows poster = trash to her. My dad's slightly battered acoustic guitar = goodwill item or garage sale item or dumpster contents. Plans for a hydraulic engine system that I plan to earn a million dollars with = fire place food. Kirby pinata I made out of paper mache = art box, garage or any other place on earth (or not) where she will never have to look at it again. These are only a few examples. If I were to list all of the stuff she has an urge to give away, throw away, or light fire to, I would have to start a whole other blog.
However, this blog is about what our family is doing in our homeschool "mystery." So what we are doing this month is trying to figure out how we can stop environmental problems. We also went to Earth Day at the Chandler Environmental Education Center and International Migratory Bird Day at the Rio Salado Habitat Restoration Area. I think it would be nice if people would celebrate Earth Day past April 22nd.
The first problem with our ways of making stuff, is the fact that we are running out of natural resources to make the stuff with. Almost one third of the worlds natural resources have already been consumed and thrown away. I would really like to know how long it will take to consume the rest of the world's resources at this rate. It is obvious that our way of making stuff needs to stop. It is even more vital that we stop putting so many chemicals in our stuff.
Some products have been known to have up to one hundred thousand synthetic chemicals in them of which none have been tested with other chemicals we use in day to day life. Pillows, some blankets, and mattresses are good examples of this. They are doused in B.F.Rs (Brominated Flame Retardants), otherwise known as a Neurotoxin, otherwise know as a toxin that kills brain cells. A pleasant thing to rest your head on for eight to ten hours a night! Adding chemicals to products also ruins the environment. Although a lot of the chemicals leave the factories in the form of products, even more chemicals leave as pollution. The United States alone admits to releasing more than 4,000,000,000 lbs. of pollution each year.
The next part of the journey of stuff, is actually buying the stuff. This is often no problem for the average American as they buy stuff all the time, but who said we were really buying the stuff. Part of the documentary was about how we don't really pay for the stuff we buy. One day she was walking to work and wanted to listen to the radio so she went to Radio Shack and bought a radio, for five dollars. As she listened to it, she began to wonder how the radio could cost her five dollars. She learned that the metals were likely mined in South Africa, The Plutonium was drilled in Iraq, the plastics were probably made in China, and the whole thing was probably put together by some fifteen year old in Mexico. Either way, it made me think that I can't even get a bus ticket that would take me to the next city with five dollars let alone across several countries! I wonder how they have enough money to pay the workers.
The final problem with the journey of stuff is how we are getting rid of it. Corporations have long ago mastered the art of scamming customers. Two of their most useful ones are planned obsolescence, and perceived obsolescence. Planned obsolescence is when the corporations try to make an object break, become archaic, or useless as fast as they can. The sad part is, it works. Ninety-nine percent of all the stuff we throw away was purchased less than six weeks ago. Perceived obsolescence is when the corporation tries to convince you to throw away perfectly good stuff by making it look out of fashion. In other words both planned and perceived obsolescence means "designed for the dump." After the corporations have convinced you to throw away an item, it is then dragged out to the curb where it spends the night with all the other junk awaiting its fate. Our unfortunate can of garbage is then taken to a landfill that is just a big hole in the ground. The junk then gets either buried in the landfill, or burned in an incinerator and then buried in the landfill. Although both methods are extremely dangerous to the environment because of the possibility of any water in the landfill becoming leachate (an extremely toxic material made as water trapped in the landfill is blended into the toxic chemicals) and flowing into ground water supplies and poisoning them. Incinerating trash before burial is even more dangerous to the environment. Do you remember all those toxic chemicals that were in all that stuff that was just thrown out: the Neurotoxins and the B.F.Rs in the pillows, mattresses, and blankets? Well, they were just incinerated and the chemicals were changed into the super toxin called Dioxin (deadliest toxin known to science) under the high heat. So just throwing away stuff is not as simple as it seems.
In her new book about the story of stuff, an example of one of the things she does for school presentations is she takes a soda can, places it on the table, and asks the students, "What is it?" If the can is on the table, they say, "It is a soda can." Next, she throws the soda can in the trash can and asks the students, "What is it now?" If the same can is now in the trash can, they say, "It is trash." She pulls it out...it's a can. She puts it back in...its trash. So trash isn't the condition of an object, it is whether or not it is in the trash can. Another way of explaining this theory is that what one person thinks is trash, may not be considered trash by another person. Also in her book, she talks about being in Bangladesh and seeing an old shampoo bottle she threw in the trash later the next day pulled out of the trash and with the addition of wheels it was now a child's toy car. When my mom looks in my room, all she sees is "trash." My favorite Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows poster = trash to her. My dad's slightly battered acoustic guitar = goodwill item or garage sale item or dumpster contents. Plans for a hydraulic engine system that I plan to earn a million dollars with = fire place food. Kirby pinata I made out of paper mache = art box, garage or any other place on earth (or not) where she will never have to look at it again. These are only a few examples. If I were to list all of the stuff she has an urge to give away, throw away, or light fire to, I would have to start a whole other blog.
However, this blog is about what our family is doing in our homeschool "mystery." So what we are doing this month is trying to figure out how we can stop environmental problems. We also went to Earth Day at the Chandler Environmental Education Center and International Migratory Bird Day at the Rio Salado Habitat Restoration Area. I think it would be nice if people would celebrate Earth Day past April 22nd.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
The Mystery Behind Our Homeschool Mystery
You may be wondering how we go about writing all these blog entries. It's not all that easy. Everyone has different difficulties in life, and I often struggle with writer's block. Recently, it took me four hours to get a single paragraph on the page of my AIMS writing practice test, and I am more than certain that I don't have more than four hours to finish it.
So back to the question of how do we do it. We always start with prewriting and brainstorming ideas for our topics. Once we have six or seven topic ideas, we sit down at the dining room table and discuss what we came up with for topics and how they would work. After we have narrowed down the ideas to about two or three, we do a quick cluster graph to get specific ideas about what we want to write about. Next, we draw an outline about what's going to be in each paragraph and how we're going to write it. Finally, I sit down at the computer and actually write it. If an outline was written, then this should cause the writer almost no problems because he or she pretty much already wrote it.
As I wrote in paragraph one, I often struggle with writer's block. Along with this problem, I also have trouble keeping my writing organized, and Rebecca also admits she suffers from that flaw, too. However, this isn't her biggest flaw. Her biggest "flaw" is her love to write. Her latest idea at our little writer's workshop was the "Camp-outs and Camp-ins" idea. Instead of my mom's suggestion for her to write about the latest camp-outs and sleep-overs, she wanted to write about "all the camp-outs" in her life! Current camp-out and sleep-over toll estimate: 2,000,362. Another example of this "flaw" happened when she received a writing assignment to write a short story about The Water Horse by Dick King Smith and began writing My Night With the Loch Ness Monster which according to her was supposed to become a 24 chapter book until my mom told her to end this copy and write the book when it wasn't due in two days.
So now you know how we go about writing our blog entries, but if you do get stumped writing your own blog or whatever it is you need to write, we found two books to be extremely useful quick references and guides. The first is Grammar Girl's Quick and Dirty Tips for Better Writing by Mignon Fogarty which is possibly the world's most useful grammar quick reference ever made. She starts by writing the grammar rule, and then moves onto explanations of why you use the rule. She then shows you how the rule would make no sense the wrong way, and then writes a sentence using the rule with her characters Aardvark the aardvark and Squiggly the snail. We were lucky enough to go to one of her book signings late last year where we learned that she started her writing career by doing podcasts in her closet because her clothes blocked out background noise and the small space amplified her voice (one of the questions I remember best at the signing was if she got a tax deduction for her clothes because they supported her business.) While we were there we also bought her latest book The Grammar Devotional and got it signed by her. We then bought the book The Curious Case of the Misplaced Modifier by Bonnie Trenga who was invited as an up and coming local author. We also got her book signed. Another good writing book we found was Writing Smart Junior by C. L. Brantley which is a book about three characters named Bridget, Babette, and Barnaby going on an adventure with their fat cat Beauregaurd to save the lost art of writing. It also happens to be where we got the outline idea for our writing process.
So as you can see there is no longer much mystery behind how we go about writing these blog entries since I just told you exactly how we do it. I hope this will help you!
Thursday, February 25, 2010
The Case of Our Flawed Super Market
Earlier this week, we watched a movie called Food, Inc. This movie is a documentary about where your food really comes from. One of the problems it addresses is animal abuse. Before I saw this movie I had no idea that people are feeding cows corn instead of grass. Nor did I know that it was bad for them, but it turns out incorrect feeding is one of the causes of more than 73,000 cases of e. coli deaths per year. These mass farming facilities changed the way cows are fed just so that the cow gets fatter quicker and the company saves a few bucks. Another problem involving animal abuse is what the companies are doing to the chickens. Because companies like Tyson want their chickens to grow faster, they genetically modify the chickens. This action causes many of the chickens to grow so fast that their bones cannot keep up and many of them can't even walk. The chickens also suffer organ failure from this rapid growth. To add on to their sad life, the chickens are being grown in chicken houses so crammed with chickens there has to be an elevated board in the middle to get around.
However, you may be thinking why are the farmers treating them this way. When a chicken farmer is employed, they raise the chickens the way the company wants them to and they have to submit to their demands or have their contract terminated. This means that this company can say that in order to work for me, you have to have this certain piece of equipment. This might not seem like a problem, but the company does not pay for the special equipment forcing the farmer to go to the bank, get a loan, and then buy the equipment out of the farmer's own account. So chicken farmers are just modified versions of slaves. Another problem with our food system is crop farmers being sued for reusing seeds which have a patent on them, such as Monsanto's genetically modified, pesticide-resistant seeds. Sometimes these seeds spread unknowingly, but Monsanto has seed police looking for them.
Some things I learned from the website www.foodincmovie.com to help change these problems include: buying organic or sustainable foods with little or no pesticides, buying from your local farmers market, reading labels to find out where your food comes from, supporting the passage of laws requiring chain restaurants to post calorie information on menus and menu boards, and demanding job protections for farm workers and food processors ensuring fair wages and other protections.
Creepy Coincidence
Earlier this month, we saw the play Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare. The play was exactly the same as the original version except this version takes place in America after the Civil War. The costumes and set design were made to look like America during the Civil War of 1861-1865. The director of the play made these changes to help better understand how these wars do more damage than good. Before we saw the play, my mom printed off a study packet from Southwest Shakespeare Co.. The study packet contained a lot of interesting information about the play, including a section about the similarities between Julius Caesar and Abraham Lincoln. It turns out that both of them were assassinated by men whose first names started with J and last names started with B: Junius Brutus and John Wilkes Booth. Both of these assassins had a conspiracy of 8 men helping them. Also, both Caesar and Lincoln were assassinated when they were 56 years old, both men were Republicans in a country that did not like the thought of being ruled by a king, both were killed in theaters (Lincoln in Ford's theater and Caesar in Pompey's theater), both were assassinated after a civil war, and both had premonitions of their deaths. I think it was a good play, although I don't think the guy who played Cassius was ever told to say it not spray it.;)
Saturday, January 30, 2010
The Math Book
Our homeschooling math curriculum is no ordinary math book, it's a story. Yes, we have broken every law in the universe saying the only way to teach is sitting a student in front of a boring textbook until brain death occurs, but we have been learning out of a book series about a five year old college math professor for three years and so far no SWAT team has tried to blow down our door. This book is called, Life of Fred. In the first book, Life of Fred: Fractions by Stanley F. Schmidt, Fred (the five year old math professor) is walking to his first class of the day when he sees a student heading to class on a bike. Fred then notices how much faster he could get to the math classroom if he owned a bike (Fred is only three feet tall and walks slowly) plus he could wear a cool helmet. So Fred finds an ad in the college newspaper and goes to buy a bike were the owner changes the price to the exact amount Fred has in his account (overcharging him for the bike), and then has it shipped to his office. Once back at his office, he finds the package and remembers that his scissors have rounded tips. Instead, he tries to use an 18" knife he bought for his friend Alexander's birthday. He drops the knife on his foot, his friend Betty takes him to the hospital, Alexander meets them, and the trio go out for pizza. There, Fred gets a job, lights fire to the place, sits on the roof of a car going through a car wash to clean all the soot off of him, finds there was a marshmallow in his pocket, wipes the gooey mess on a random cat, (this cat then ends up brushing up against a little girl and gets stuck to her leg) and finally remembers his bike. At home, he picks the tape off the box and finds that it was filled with junk. Not even parts of a bike. After a trip to the corner for some crying, he finds a forty-button remote, and decides to build a robot.
Every chapter has a "your turn to play" which is a set of math questions about the chapter. After every 4-6 chapters there is "The Bridge," which is ten questions about the past six chapters. After 32 chapters (One book) you come to "The Final Bridge," with questions about every thing you learned. Before we found this book, I was using an ordinary school math book and would work from 10AM-6:30PM trying to do a single 40 problem page until my mom found a math book series that was just like a book. I found it a lot easier to stay on task when I realized that instead of 40 problems on decimals or 40 division problems, it was ten or so word problems that use all different types of math. Flipping through it, I noticed that instead of just showing you wordless "examples" of one way to do it, it actually told you how to do the problem, and "The Easy Way" to finish it. I tried it out and found that instead of eight hours a day it was taking me less than one. We are currently at the third book (beginning algebra) and have set deadlines for each book so we can finish them before I start going to high-school. Thanks Stan!
Every chapter has a "your turn to play" which is a set of math questions about the chapter. After every 4-6 chapters there is "The Bridge," which is ten questions about the past six chapters. After 32 chapters (One book) you come to "The Final Bridge," with questions about every thing you learned. Before we found this book, I was using an ordinary school math book and would work from 10AM-6:30PM trying to do a single 40 problem page until my mom found a math book series that was just like a book. I found it a lot easier to stay on task when I realized that instead of 40 problems on decimals or 40 division problems, it was ten or so word problems that use all different types of math. Flipping through it, I noticed that instead of just showing you wordless "examples" of one way to do it, it actually told you how to do the problem, and "The Easy Way" to finish it. I tried it out and found that instead of eight hours a day it was taking me less than one. We are currently at the third book (beginning algebra) and have set deadlines for each book so we can finish them before I start going to high-school. Thanks Stan!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Eagleridge: What is It?
Mondays and Wednesdays are not the same old wake up at ten and take your time through math, writing, and music.
On Wednesdays, we wake up at 7:00, get dressed, have breakfast, and then head to Eagleridge via my best friend Devin's mom. Eagleridge is pretty much just a school for homeschoolers. It's all the ordinary classes (except math) just without homework, and you can choose which days you go. Once we get there at 8:30 AM, Rebecca goes off to some class I don't know of and I go to Physical Education. There, we usually do fitness then move on to the lesson (the sport were working on) and then move on to Science. Every month we work on a different type of science. This month we've been working on the physics of flight. My next class is Student Council. This year I ran for treasurer, lost, found an organization for our Christmas toy drive, was home sick the day we decided on a different organization, seconded the motion to make cards to sell for a fundraiser, tried to make a motion to do crazy hair day again this year, failed unanimously,and my idea for the school dance was the chosen. After that, my next class is Yearbook. In there, we are currently making houses on Google Sketch Up because there is not much else to do, but all we did was made pages for the yearbook. (I made the student council page.) Next, we have lunch. After 30 minutes of recess, we have Composition, Computers, and finally, Art. School ends at 3:30 PM on Wednesdays.
On Mondays, I wake up at 6:30 AM, get dressed, and then again get picked up by Devin's mom. The day starts at 8:00 AM with Medieval History were we are currently writing business letters to the teacher about applying to NASA to go back in time to retrieve lost history. My next class is Compass Learning Math which is an online math program. Next, I have Chess Club where we learn strategies and play chess. After Chess Club, I have Sports Math in which we are currently doing fantasy football. Next I have lunch. After lunch, I have Pre-Algebra. In here it is a lot like school just made easier by the best teacher in the world. Next, I have Physical Education which is just like on Wednesdays. After that I have Microsoft Office in which we do different projects using Microsoft Office. Finally, I play clarinet in Band, my last class of the day. School ends at 4:30 PM on Mondays.
One of the most frequently asked questions is if I miss anything from when I used to be in school. My answer to that is Eagleridge has all the stuff that I might miss from school!
On Wednesdays, we wake up at 7:00, get dressed, have breakfast, and then head to Eagleridge via my best friend Devin's mom. Eagleridge is pretty much just a school for homeschoolers. It's all the ordinary classes (except math) just without homework, and you can choose which days you go. Once we get there at 8:30 AM, Rebecca goes off to some class I don't know of and I go to Physical Education. There, we usually do fitness then move on to the lesson (the sport were working on) and then move on to Science. Every month we work on a different type of science. This month we've been working on the physics of flight. My next class is Student Council. This year I ran for treasurer, lost, found an organization for our Christmas toy drive, was home sick the day we decided on a different organization, seconded the motion to make cards to sell for a fundraiser, tried to make a motion to do crazy hair day again this year, failed unanimously,and my idea for the school dance was the chosen. After that, my next class is Yearbook. In there, we are currently making houses on Google Sketch Up because there is not much else to do, but all we did was made pages for the yearbook. (I made the student council page.) Next, we have lunch. After 30 minutes of recess, we have Composition, Computers, and finally, Art. School ends at 3:30 PM on Wednesdays.
On Mondays, I wake up at 6:30 AM, get dressed, and then again get picked up by Devin's mom. The day starts at 8:00 AM with Medieval History were we are currently writing business letters to the teacher about applying to NASA to go back in time to retrieve lost history. My next class is Compass Learning Math which is an online math program. Next, I have Chess Club where we learn strategies and play chess. After Chess Club, I have Sports Math in which we are currently doing fantasy football. Next I have lunch. After lunch, I have Pre-Algebra. In here it is a lot like school just made easier by the best teacher in the world. Next, I have Physical Education which is just like on Wednesdays. After that I have Microsoft Office in which we do different projects using Microsoft Office. Finally, I play clarinet in Band, my last class of the day. School ends at 4:30 PM on Mondays.
One of the most frequently asked questions is if I miss anything from when I used to be in school. My answer to that is Eagleridge has all the stuff that I might miss from school!
Thursday, January 21, 2010
An Ordinary School Day
One of the advantages to homeschooling is that there is no set time you need to finish it, but you can go at your own pace. We usually start math around 10-10:30, and end around noon. We then have lunch, and begin work on writing. We then end around 1:00 and move on to another activity like geography, science, or history. We do this selected subject until about 2:00 and then move on to practicing our instruments. While Rebecca's practicing piano, I'm practicing clarinet or guitar, and when I'm practicing piano, Rebecca's practicing flute. This lasts until about 3:00 when we consider our self done and then have free time for the rest of the day. Rebecca usually spends that time writing books and short stories, while I usually spend my time reading or playing on the computer.
Although this is what an ordinary day of homeschooling is like, we almost always have some sort of Shakespeare play or science center homeschool class at least once a month. Most of the science center classes revolved around physics, like the Cat-A-Pult class where you were literally flinging a rubber cat trying to hit a target using a makeshift catapult, but there was a chemistry class, a robotics class, and a scientific method class. Along with all these classes, at home, I also made an illustrated, wall sized, periodic table, and recently, I built a guitar fuzz distortion pedal with my dad. I would say that the science activities I'm doing at home now are much more fun and advanced than when I was in school. When I was in second grade, I made a science fair project for the school science fair on how icicles are made. I enjoyed this, but the only other student participant was a fifth-grader who had done a project on how if you run a magnet over sand, little black particles will appear. After about three minutes of walking around the "science fair" we left the display board there and came back for it later.
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