January 8, 2018
A New Step
Saturday afternoon we got Christina back from her week-long Civil Air Patrol encampment.
Today, Kimberly, Jaquline, Jillian, and Lucas are doing school at a stone table on the beautiful grounds of our state college waiting for Christina and Rebeccah to finish with their first class.
My younglings are growing up too quickly for me!
The sweet lady in the college bookstore was very helpful and encouraging. She handed the girls a copy of the eleventh edition of their Biology… I have the seventh at home (from when I went here only a few years ago). Honestly, I’m so excited for the girls in this next step. (But I won’t say that to them; I try to make this as normal as possible. We’ve treated every step in their educational journey as simply another textbook to study.) I’m very thankful for the awesome opportunities available to students in our county. (This is a big difference from growing up when home schooling was illegal!)
I’m remembering them at the preschool level (Lucas: counting pinecones and creating stickmen from oak leaves and pine sticks), kindergarten level (Jillian: reading and doing her math problems), and working through book steps like Jaquline and Kimberly. (I “stair-step” arithmetic and language arts in a progression they move through and they get to pick one, two, or three “study books” from history, science, and other subjects.) Then they get through independent learning in preparation for college or vocation. (Biology, Chemistry, Physics, various social studies, upper level literature studies, etc.) Now, Christina and Rebeccah are at the next step: dual enrollment (college credit classes!).
The nostalgic part of me wants time to slow down.
The logical part of me is thoroughly enjoying each new step each one of my children take. I love the baby stage, but I get excited when the baby steps up to dress and feed themselves. I love the learning-independence toddler stage, but I love it when they discover reading! I love the everything-is-new discovery stage, (I try to keep that going as long as I can) but that is too quickly followed by the totally-independent-learning stage. Yes, I get a little sad when they complete their lesson goals without my help, but I am proud and excited as they jump ahead of my goals by making and achieving their own personal goals.
I see the goal of my “teaching” job as helping my students learn how to teach themselves. This means inspiring a lifelong love of learning, challenging them to reach higher and higher personal goals, and instilling core principles like academic integrity and determination.
I’m sure they will do well. They love to learn and are thriving in their “adult” environment where their fellow students are all serious about their work. I have to smile because I feel like I’ve accomplished my teaching goal – at least for these students – they are fully independent learners with their eyes on future careers and their lifelong pursuit of knowledge.
Of course, I will never truly stop teaching. I’ll be asking, “so, how was school?” even when they call me from their university in years to come. That thought makes me smile again.
“Jaquline,” says Kimberly, “why aren’t you writing?”
Jaquline is sitting at the stone picnic table, her paperwork on a clipboard, smiling and staring at the sky. She sighs and says dreamily, “I’m doing my school at college!”
Thanks for reading!
Type at you next time…