We are looking for humorous, warm anecdotes and true stories illustrating that homeschooling is the best educational alternative around.
All material printed in the Court Report will be credited, and the contributor will receive a $10 coupon good toward any HSLDA publication of his choice. Submissions may be edited for space. Please be aware that we cannot return photographs.
Mail submissions to:
Attn: Stories, HSLDA
P.O. Box 3000
Purcellville, VA 20134
Or email us (include “Stories” in the subject line) at: ComDept@hslda.org
On a recent camping trip, my 7-year-old sister Emily asked my dad if she could walk to the nearby creek for a few minutes. She came back about 10 minutes later and announced that she had spent her time sitting on a rock by the water.
“Yes, and drinking in the scenery too!” I added.
Emily immediately looked up at me and protested, “I wasn’t drinking it, I was looking at it!”
—by Nicholas F. (14) / Flagstaff, AZ
That’s One Voracious Reader
We were leaving the library, helping our 12-year-old avid reader carry the 19 books she had checked out. A patron commented that our daughter must be quite a bookworm. As we headed for the car, I couldn’t help but laugh as our daughter exclaimed, “Bookworm, nothing! I’m a book anaconda!”
—by Helga M. / Alvaton, KY
Occasionally, my children will come to me because they mistakenly think I called their name. I usually respond, “Maybe it was God who called your name.”
One morning, our youngest daughter Ruth thought she heard her name called. She could not identify the voice and went around the house asking her siblings who had called her name. Finally, she came scurrying to her oldest sister. “Brittany, did you call me?”
“No, I didn’t,” Brittany said. “God probably called your name.”
Ruth walked away frustrated, but curiosity drove her back to ask, “Brittany, did you hear God call my name?”
—by Kelly H. / Wanatah, IN
My 6-year-old grandson is really into phonics. While choosing his drink at a popular pizza house, he requested something he called “Hic.”
“Honey, I just don't see the drink you want,” I said as I scanned the options.
“Hic,” repeated my grandson, and pointed at his choice—also known as Hi-C orange drink.
—by Lauren T. / Cincinnati, OH
Now that was Therapeutic!
Our youngest has disabilities requiring regular physical, developmental, and occupational therapy. I’ve become so used to each therapist’s daily comings and goings that I don’t bother hiding the laundry in the closet anymore or clearing off the project-cluttered table. What I haven’t become used to is that every therapist seems to comment on our homeschooling.
Today, however, one therapist told me that a friend of hers is studying how children learn and is finding that children will be much more intelligent if you read to them from classic literature. I smiled, knowing that our four older children, ages 6–10, were then in the backyard acting out favorite scenes from The Hobbit.
The therapist stopped a moment, then said, “But you probably already know all that because of homeschooling. You know, you really are doing the very best thing you could ever do for your children. I hope you know that.” With that, she packed her bag and left me in stunned silence. Just another reminder not to be ashamed of what we are doing, despite its lack of worldly glamour.