I have two sons doing high school chemistry this year. This year I have a son in 9th grade and one in 11th so one of them is using Integrated Physics and Chemistry and one of them is using Jay Wile’s Discovering Design with Chemistry.
Tears stood in my eyes as I listened to my son pronounce the words to his speech therapist. “Cat, cut, cow, call.” First the hard c sound at the beginning of words, then in the middle, then at the end. Then the same with the hard g. I was amazed. Every single c and g (at the beginning, middle, and end of words) was perfect.
I always thought that either someone knew how to write well or not. I thought it was something you were born with.
It wasn’t until I was teaching my own children to write that I realized I was wrong. I started reading books about writing and I realized that writing is a skill that can be taught. Just like someone can learn to play the piano or draw with enough practice. Sure, there might be people who have a natural gift with words, just as there are people who can play musical instruments
I’ve been praying lately that God would help us focus on what’s important in our home. I was noticing a shift away from what’s truly important. Yes, our days were still filled with useful, worthwhile pursuits (for the most part), but I was wanting more for our home. I was feeling like the good was replacing what is truly excellent.
My oldest son will be driving soon, and for me, that’s a rather scary thought. Especially when I consider some of the recent stories I’ve heard of his older cousins who have recently learned to drive. (Some of which involve telephone poles and flipped Four Wheelers.)
Add to that the fact that one out of every two teen drivers