Conversations on Twice Exceptional Homeschooling
Having an overarching plan for the year is something that I have never quite managed. I can never be sure how long my kids ‘passion of the moment’ will last …a hour, a day. a week, a month or longer.
As a result I tend to have overarching goals rather than exact plans – and I’ll try and put them here in some kind of logical order!
Continue reading “Asynchronous Homeschool Central: Curriculum”
In Australia, it’s the start of a new year for school, so today I am participating in a ‘Not Back To School’ Blog hop extravaganza. Today’s theme is students, so let me introduce our wonderful scholars.
Continue reading “Asynchronous Homeschool Central: Students”
“I can’t homeschool”
“It’s too difficult”
“I have to work”
“I don’t have the patience, smarts, fill-in-the-blank“
So, you’ve thought about homeschooling . . . back and forth, pulling hair out until there are little bald patches appearing that can’t be easily covered with a comb-over. You’ve read too many books and articles, and you still can’t decide.
Have you thought about applying a bit of Bayesian thinking to the problem? What? Huh? It’s OK, I’ll walk you though it.
Continue reading “Using Bayesien Logic to Decide if You Should Homeschool”
It’s been a little busy here at homeschool central. And not in the usual way. I signed C up for a coding ‘camp’. No, not a real camp in the bush. Actually just hanging out in a room with other kids who love programming, with mentors for each child to help them learn how to code. After one day, C begged to be able to go back – so I signed him up for another day – and that wrecked my schedule, so this post is a day late! But it was worth it. Continue reading “Coding Camp”
A long time ago, so long it’s BC (Before Children), I decided to write a novel. I took a year, battled the muse, created so much stuff that it can be hard to store and that’s just the paper-trail, not the electronic dump! And then I put it aside, got a job and went on with life. That was that.
The problem is, that though I can stuff all the chapters in a cupboard to gather dust, I can’t remove them from my head. My characters haunt me. Every now and then, they will pop out at an inopportune moment (is there an opportune moment I wonder?) and insist that I need to get on with it – they’re not getting any younger. . .
Continue reading “Living in My Head”