Muster Up Some Courage!

"Where's your chewin tobacco? I heard all you southern belles chewed tobacco."

Well that Union soldier got everyone in the crowd riled up for a good battle. It was a beautiful day for the Fall Muster and Beauvoir was the perfect setting.

All the boys wanted were replicated weapons, but they had to settle for kepis.

They were all in line for this soldier's demonstration of loading and firing his weapon.

Of course Gina wanted a hoop skirt and belle gown.

She was rather disappointed in the drab colors and plain Jane dresses. But she did find a belle or two wearing pink. We bought her a crocheted hair net to complete her own costume.

How about a bird's eye view of the battle?

We picked up a few ideas to design our own props and costumes for the homeschool encampment. Mr. 14 Year Old, the perfectionist, decided he would have to be a Union Officer since they were the most "uniform" of all the re-enactors. He couldn't deal with the hodge podge uniforms of the grays. He is busy cutting up an oatmeal canister to make canteens for his men. And the younger boys? They are shooting it out in the backyard.

Brother against brother.

We'll be reading The Red Badge of Courage and watching a few movies so they can get a feel for the real tragedy of this (and every) war.

Wanderlust

Wouldn't it be fabulous if home educators could receive the same tax payer funding as the public school system? With that kind of money per child, we could go to Egypt, Greece, and Rome while studying Ancient Civilizations. Since it was always more of a daydream than a possibility, we visited those places in our imagination with the help of living books (lots and lots of books) and internet resources. It definitely spurred a wanderlust in all of my children. I think they also an inherited the travel gene from my Dad's side of the family. As a teenager, his father took an unexpected journey as a stowaway on a slow boat to China (literally), which in a VERY roundabout way led to a career in Aruba, where my father was born. As an adult, my dad joined the military and raised his family across the USA, with 4 year stint in Okinawa. Last count I had attended 16 different schools before finishing high school. Don't ask me to recreate that count. My memory isn't what it u...

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Opening Day at Two Fun Camps

After a whirlwind tour of some of Carolina's most beautiful waterfalls, we packed up the teens for a month long stay at Camps Kahdalea and Chosatonga. Dear son was up with the sunrise, so I brought him to the boys' camp first. The counselors had just gathered for breakfast when he surprised them by arriving so early. Luckily his cabin counselor is a friend of the family, and very understanding. Once he picked his bunk and gave his brother a quick tour, we said an unceremonial good-bye.No hugs, no mushy stuff, just "See ya." Then I was off to get the girls moving for opening day at Kahdalea. When we entered Kahdalea, it was like entering the Shire. We were greeted by a babbling brook Passed a vine covered gazebo And fully expected to see Pippin and Meri peak out of this tree, which could walk away at any moment. The girls were especially excited when they were greeted by cheering counselors, like Dear Daughter. Th...

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