I’m so excited for all of us ;)! By the way, you have no idea how many versions of this song there are on YouTube. This is my favorite of the ones I heard though. Love the orchestration! I’ve seen it by both “I am The Doctor” and “Next Stop: Everywhere”, but as far as I can tell it’s pretty much the same theme. If someone can explain the difference feel free! 🙂
I’m discovering I tend to be pessimistic. I’ll find myself thinking things like “… but that wouldn’t work because I…” or considering planning an event, “No one would come though.” This is a poisonous attitude and can block you from opportunities. It saddens me to think of what I may have missed. Stop thinking wonderful things couldn’t happen to you! Stop thinking about not having friends and go make some! This is a selfish attitude. Don’t lock yourself into a pity party! LIVE!
Last Friday I started volunteering at the library! It went pretty well, I think. I started by feeding and watering the bunnies. They are so fluffy and soft! Nothing like the guinea pigs we had a for a couple of months. Next I shelved YA. I don’t mean any offence to anyone, but have you noticed how all the YA books are pretty much the same? I mean seriously. How many books do we need about 1) the end of the world, 2) doomed love or 3) monster love (zombies, vampires, random vicious what-have-you). Maybe I just don’t get it. I’m more of a sci-fi, fantasy, classics kind of girl. Ah, well, c’est la vie.
The rest of my time I reshelved non-fiction, biographies, DVDs and music. If anyone thinks that Librarians have an easy job, you need to volunteer for a while. There are ever so many little numbers and letters, and they have to pay attention to all of them. Thank you Mom, for teaching me how to alphabetize! lol I would have been so embarrassed.
All that so say, I had a wonderful time! I can’t wait to go back!
Ok, enough of that. 🙂 I suppose I’ll go in a chronological order.
On the 12th we had a debate tournament. We had fun, but only won one of our 3 debates. Oma and Opa came up on Wednesday for my graduation and also got to come to the tournament. The one debate Oma, Opa and co. got to see was the one we won. Guess the family is my lucky charm. 😉
On the 14th we had my graduation open house.
It was really fun, even though I ended up giving a speech (of sorts 🙂 ) and playing piano (such as it is). I was so blessed by all the folks who came by to share some cake with us.
I got to see a bunch of people I haven’t gotten to see in a long time, some almost a year.
Last Saturday we had the last tournament of the year. This was my first time being on a team with Meg and Claire, we did a great job! For our last debate we were government so we got to come up with the case. We did a Doctor Who case. The Doctor should take Van Gogh to the museum before fighting the monster. It was so much fun and the opposition did a phenomenal job even though we had to explain everything to them and they still didn’t quite understand what we were talking about.
I’m really not sure who won. They said that instead of going to the museum to boost his morale the Doctor should take Van Gogh to a monster fighting school. I’m not sure if we pushed the lack of mutual exclusivity enough to win. Honestly, I don’t care who won. It was one of the most fun cases I’ve ever debated or seen. I’ve discovered I love fictional cases, but I’m not good at coming up with them. I told Meg and Claire that for my last debate I wanted to do a Doctor Who case and they pretty much came up with it.
I was thrilled to find out that we won half of our debates (Still don’t know which ones)! When a team wins the majority of their debates they are awarded an IBC root beer. Not only is it the best root beer, and the only kind I like, it stands for the parts of a speech. Introduction, Body and Conclusion.
It was a great day and an amazing note to go out on.
On a less amazing note, right after we left the tournament the van broke down and is in the shop, so we are now a one car family. Not a one vehicle family, one car. We can transport a total of 4 people at once (unless one of them is the baby, then we can move 5). Hopefully we will have it back sometime this week.
Today was a day of awesomesauce news, and it all happened at once! Once we got home from the library we picked up the mail and brought it up to the house. There was a big manila envelope from Mom’s lactation counselor training place. We didn’t open it, but we did hold the back tight enough to read through the paper. It said “Congratulations!” We squealed but had to contain ourselves long enough for Mom to read it herself.
While we were gone mom got a call from the library. It sounded very official at first, and Mom got concerned that we owed too much in fines or something (lol mini heart attack). Is this beginning to sound familiar? The librarian asked for me and said my poem “Sureality” had been chosen as a finalist for Hville in the county wide poetry contest. She then proceeded to ask if Meg was also her daughter. One of Meg’s poems was also chosen as a finalist. By the way, there are only 3 finalists from Hville. She then asked if Claire was Mom’s daughter. Now, Claire is too young to be eligible, but she sent in a protest poem about being too young. The librarians liked it so much that they are going to review the age requirement next year and she earned an Honorable Mention! Societal change for the win!
The big night just happens to be the evening after we give our speeches in debate class! A very big day for speaking! lol
The crackled clouds move over the full moon
Like the surf drawing the sand out to sea
Creating the illusion of a hasty journey
Across the sinking ceiling of the heavens
The air is crisp and smelling of snow
Of a soft gentle whispering blanket
The voices of miles whisper to the listening ear
Carried on some unfelt breeze from afar
The clouds blown away by the unfelt wind
Expose the radiance of the clear full moon
Casting her beams like waves on the dunes
Moon shadows dance through the trees on silent wistful Elven toes
I started doing the Snoopy Dance early this month. I went in to take the GED. Since I took it on the computer I got my scores back right away. I didn’t quite dare to hope to expect to pass math. I nonchalantly looked at my scores and asked a couple questions about scoring. Then I went out to the car. Then I started Snoopy Dancing. Well, not actually dancing, at least I don’t think I was…
I passed math! 54th percentile! Then I started dancing even more. I only missed a couple of the science questions! 99th! The more scores I read the more excited I got. All but math were in the 90s!
I didn’t get my writing score right away because it had to be graded by someone, but I added my scores up and as long as I passed I would have over 3000 points.
The freedom of not having math looming over my head is amazing. I really can’t describe how wonderful it feels to not have school work (other than reading that mom and dad want me to do)
I got my diploma in the mail a few days ago.
My online teacher recommended that I apply for scholarships. I never thought I could go to college. I’m not sure why, it just wasn’t ever something I had considered. I think part of me thought I wasn’t book smart enough.
To be brutally honest, this is the first year I’ve really done any school. Mom taught me to read for about 3 years and once it finally stuck I just read stuff. For science I read science books, all the way from basic anatomy place mats to dads college textbooks, and stuck anything I could find under our microscope. Social studies is the hardest to pinpoint. You just kind of pick it up. Math is, was and probably will always be my worst enemy. I truly just didn’t do it. I learned to add and subtract and the basic principle of multiplication and that was enough for me.
I think a key to this style of schooling is fostering curiosity. We’ve always had all kinds of books around the house, but the microscope has always been one of my favorites. What does this type of leaf look like compared to this other one? What happens when it is cut, torn or crushed? How are they different? Comparing different people’s hair or fingernails.
Curiosity is what pushes you to read a book you may not have otherwise. It’s what pushes you to build thing and unwittingly learn the physics of a pulley or a fulcrum. Life may be a classroom, but curiosity is what keeps you from falling asleep during class.
I’m certainly not saying I’m done learning or that our relaxed style is THE best one for EVERYONE. It would be hypocritical. Learning is not a one size fits all thing (scarves are about the only thing I can think of that are).