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A Poem “The Cricket”
In honor of Edgar Allen Poe (and his poem The Raven) and in memory of the crickets that like to appear in my home every year (a moment of silence for them, please), around this time:
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10 Reasons Why We Home School
Upon revealing that my wife and I home school our children, we find ourselves in heavy crossfire with an emphasis on us doing wrong by our kids. It’s interesting that the harshest attacks come from (1) single people, (2) childless people, (3) old people who grew up during an age where schools were still good,…
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5 Initially Wrongheaded (But Potentially Contextually Understandable) Reasons to Home School
I was planning to post this after my 10 reasons to home school, and even after my 5 stupid reasons to opt out of home school in favor of public school, but I faced another problem. What if home schooling parents started offering their opinions of what they thought were good reasons to opt out…
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5 Stupid Reasons Not To Home School (and Do Public School Instead)
In defensive discussions justifying my parental rights and educational choices for my children, I often find myself repeating my lists of reasons. I have 10 solid reasons why we home-school, which I was going to post today, but then I had an internal struggle. What if people (as they sometimes do) started offering some responses…
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The Kaijo
Normally I’m tired when waking up 4:30am, but not that Sunday. I was excited about the passage I was preaching on. Normally, I don
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Drawing Conclusions
I didn’t get a cavity until I was off my parent
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Joe’s Corner
I love home remodeling although thus far I don’t have any concept of how to do it. I mean, I have the concepts in my head but I’m sure if I put my mind to it, and if my wife (maybe foolishly) supports such an outlandish endeavor, I can (probably) do all right with it.…
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The Delivery
He’d gotten out too late; it was dark. Directions were easy when based on major landmarks but there was no way possible to see the sign names on these poorly lit rural roads. “The stone house with the three white garage doors.” They had said
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The Nothing
A few nights ago, when it was so windy the moon was under covers, I took out the trash way too late. Hating winter’s chill I ran out and pushed the huge trash can up to the sidewalk then stopped. Across the street, behind the row of houses, I usually can see the farm land…
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Wondering In A Wintered Land
Folk down here have been growing crazy with the impending snowstorm. Down at the grocery store the guy over the counter gave me a toothless grin thanking the good lawd for the stawuhm about tah hit, since he hadn’t seen eight inches uf suh’now in he didn’t know how long. I thought he said eighteen…