Shall we stick the Daily Homeschool Report here? Yes, we shall.
Thursday is homeschool class at the Cathedral, with only one more week to go, sadly.
So that means no copywork and no home morning prayer. It’s get him up, feed him, and off we go.
Today his drama class practiced their play and his history of science class talked about Louis Pasteur.
After, we ran to the downtown library branch to pick up an armful of Smurf comics. (More on that in a bit). Then home for lunch, had him talk to me about Pasteur, finish up Beast Academy 5A, and talk about the Writing and Rhetoric story, followed by several exercises (excerpts from Twain, Anne of Green Gables, etc) asking him to look for unbelievable, improbable, improper or unclear.
As I said, it is prep for learning how to write refutations in a very ordered, but not at all boring way. It’s about instilling criteria in the mind so that one can give reasons for the case one is making. I’m impressed with it.
By this time, it’s mid-afternoon and rainy, so I pulled out the video of Ken Burns’ program on Lewis and Clark I had checked out of the library and we started watching it. It’s pretty long – 240 minutes, but he was engaged, so I think we’ll just take it in 45 minute sections and watch it over the next week.
Piano practice, and that’s it.
Honest to pete, as they say, I had never before watched a Ken Burns doc. It’s quality, for sure, but stylistically so repetitive. Gliding shot of river at sunrise. Voiceover from journal. Talking head. Gliding shot of river at sunset.
I guess there’s really nothing much more to do, right?
And the talking heads – maybe I’m just getting oversensitive as I age, but wow, I just wanted to say BACK OFF, TALKING HEAD. Really, pull that camera back even six inches, and I won’t reflexively recoil from you.
Speakers include Bishop Braxton of Belleville, IL, the Archbishop of Owerri, Nigeria, and today the mayor of Charleston:
Riley recalled gathering the families of survivors together the night of the shooting as the police chief explained what happened.
“There was this choir of sorrow, wailing, crying, that will be with me as long as I live,” Riley said. “We told the community this was a hate crime. He came from 110 miles away. He wasn’t from Charleston. But he was from America. He wasn’t from another planet.”
The city, without a solid foundation in good race relations, could have responded in anger and with riots, Riley said. Instead, people of different races and religious beliefs gathered in front of the church, held hands and prayed.
“He came with hate, and we in this community would respond with love,” Riley said. “We decided we would take care of each other and we would pray. And we did.”
Riley spearheaded and is still working on a plan to build an African-American history museum on the site of the wharf where thousands of Africans were sold as slaves in Charleston, he said. “Forty-four percent of all slaves who came to North America came through Charleston,” Riley said.
Unfortunately, I can’t attend, but it looks really good. Maybe we will try to sneak over at noon, but no, on second thought I think there is some big music audition/competition going over on that campus right now, besides classes, and a friend of mine was saying parking was impossible on campus, so probably not….
Remember that Lent when your early idealism held and you indeed did not have cheese pizza for dinner every Friday?
Yeah, me neither.
Oh, to get back to the Smurfs.
Both of my younger boys, but especially the actual youngest, really like the Asterix-TinTin end of comics/graphic novels. I’ve mentioned before that the youngest is also a big fan of the Lucky Luke series and occasionally asks if the Gaston series, which he encountered in a cabin in the Pyrenees and gamely tried to “read” in French, has been translated into English yet (nope).
Another short series he likes is Benny Breakiron by Peyo, who was also the author of the Smurfs comics. I had suggested the latter to him before, but he’d always rejected it because what are Smurfs anyway but something for toddlers, right? (My only real encounter was with the animated series, which I never actually watched, but which made me itchy even just running in the other room. But I had read that the comics were different). The other day, he started reading one in the library, was hooked, and, as I said, asked to return to get like ten more. I asked him why he liked them and he said he mostly liked how each of the Smurfs had a different personality.
And then he said he thought he had figured out where Calvin (of Calvin and Hobbes) lives.
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