The electricity was off often this week. We endured it with patience, and so far the only lasting problems that came of it were some rotten eggs and jugs of milk (I’m baking a lot with buttermilk right now!) We even hosted our teammates for dinner Monday night during a 24-hour period without electricity, and we all handled it with aplomb, if not a little worried about 7 small people around all the candlesticks.
Caleb finished reviewing level 1A of Singapore Primary Math series this week, and we will move to level 1B next week. We may not finish that level before the end of our school year, at which time we will start back up with Math U See Beta.
For history we studied about the reign of Augustus Caesar, what “Pax Romana” meant, and how that set up the perfect time for Jesus’ life and ministry. On a rainy day, I put one child in front of the white board, and another in front of the window with window crayons, and they drew the Christmas story. Caleb is looking at The Very First Christmas by Maier and Jesus by Wildsmith; both books are full of gorgeous pictures.
At the same time in Bible, we learned about the resurrection and ascension of Christ, and we read aloud books by Sinclair Ferguson on church history–Polycarp of Smyrna and Irenaeus of Lyons. So far my opinion on these books is that they are rather dry. It was kind of funny to hear Callie repeat, “Polycarp! Polycarp to the lions!”
For science, we learned about the muscular system. Caleb lifted some weights to feel how muscles pull and push. We caught a praying mantis to observe and draw for nature study.
We have been studying Edgar Degas in art. I used a lesson from Usborne’s Art Treasury this week (a great resource for art!), as we tried to do our own ballet dancer in chalk. We only had chalkboard chalk, though. It was fun to be Impressionists and not worry about exact details in our drawings. At the last minute I decided to add legs, and I think Caleb was getting tired of art. I laughed at his quick rectangular blocks for ballerina legs. My little engineer walked over to his train track and said disgustedly, “Why didn’t Degas ever draw any trains?”
In language, Caleb just started learning about verbs, and he came to me this morning and said, “Mommy, if a verb is helping another verb, that verb is being kind!” 😀 I wonder if he’ll feel that way when he has to locate it in a sentence.
Colin was reading a bit to me this morning, and he started his little story this way:
“A little cat can sit on a rug. She can… [a pause.]
That was totally unexpected. It was hilarious to see the connections his mind made as soon as he sounded out the word “she.”
Habit. That was a spelling word for Caleb this week. A new habit Carson has acquired is raiding the food pantry whenever he’s hungry. In relation, I have acquired a new habit for sweeping a floor littered with raisins, candy, and crackers. Neither habit is attractive, so we’re going to work on breaking them next week.
Trouble comes in trios, it seems. Sunday we buried a small baby in the village before church. Tuesday we heard from a church member that eight members of the chief’s family were in an accident. Two passed away, with others injured. At first, our hearts were in our throats, as we thought a young man we knew had died. He is the former chief’s son, and he has attended our church for a long time. He is so close to the “wicket gate,” and we were so afraid that he’d been taken before committing to Christ. But he is fine and hadn’t gone on the trip, praise the Lord!
One of the girls who passed away is 13, and she attended my Sunday School class on occasion. Her mother has come to church in the past on occasion as well. The other girl who died is 16 and is the daughter of the chief himself. The chief’s wife came to our church years ago before her husband became chief after the death of his father. Lately one of our church members has asked for prayer as she has had more opportunity lately to witness to her.
And the third weight on my heart this week is the health of premature twin babies born out of wedlock to a young woman whom we baptized years ago. One is not doing well, and the hospital care they receive is not adequate. We are very concerned that they may not survive.
Thank you for any prayers you offer on behalf of these families in their distress.