Ancient Literature / History / Art Cycle (With Some Chemistry on the Side)

Just a little light reading on the schedule this month:
The Epic of Gilgamesh, The Code of Hammurabi, and Till We Have Faces.
The kids have also virtually explored the Caves of Lascaux, the Gate of Ishtar, and the mysteries of Stonehenge.
In Art co-op we have designed our own cave painting shoe boxes,

crafted low relief sculptures with recycled styrofoam,

and molded animals out of terra cotta clay.

While the high school kids separated the H2 fro the O in Dr. Marsha's Lab,

the elementary school students grew borax crystals on my window sill.

I am really proud of the work the kids have been doing. They are also enjoying the beautiful fall weather and fun Fridays playing football on the lawn. Life is good, and I am thankful for the gift of home education- which allows me to enjoy every moment of it with them.

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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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