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
Not Under Law but Under Grace
My 12-year-old daughter and I were sitting on the couch, reading and discussing her New York state history lesson. We were learning about spiritual events that had taken place, particularly the revivals of the 1830s and the role of Charles G. Finney. I told her that Finney had been a lawyer before his conversion to Christ.
I wrapped up our discussion with the question, “So what was Finney before he became a Christian?”
Without missing a beat, she replied, “A sinner, Mom!”
—by Alison B. / Cortland, NY
We recently studied several composers of the late Renaissance and early baroque period. My children have become familiar with some of the more well-known pieces and can sometimes recognize them on the radio.
The other day, we had the classical station playing in the background while doing schoolwork. Evelyn, my 7-year-old, interrupted her math lesson to ask excitedly, “Mommy, listen! Isn’t that Taco Bell’s Canon?”
In the Same Boat
Yesterday, we had a man come to give us an estimate on window and siding replacement for our home. I noticed some errors on the estimate and pointed them out. (For example, he would have charged me $3,500 for one window, but only $1,430 for siding the entire house!) Knowing that I homeschool my children, he good-humoredly teased, “Can’t you stop acting like a teacher?”
Four-year-old Joseph looked up at him with sympathy and said, “That’s okay, I can’t read or write either.”
—by Joann B. / Middleburgh, NY
A Letter of Encouragement
It had been one of those hard homeschooling mornings. I took a walk to our mailbox to clear my head and ask the Lord for the grace to make it just until lunch.
When I returned, I found my four oldest kids, ages 16, 12, 10, and 8, crowded around my 4-year-old at her desk, cheering her on. She had just learned to write the first letter of her name.
That one precious moment was a gift from the Lord and gave me the encouragement I needed to press on.
—by Heather H. / Indian Springs, AL
Something Smells Fishy
It has been a fun year studying logic with my five children, ages 5–13. We have explored various types of faulty logic including red herrings (inserting non-relevant points into an argument), straw man ploys (exaggerating the opponent’s position), and ad hominem attacks (attacking the person rather than the argument).
I didn’t realize how adept at logic my children were becoming until my 7-year-old, Karissa, informed me one afternoon that she was going outside to climb trees. I wanted her to wait before going out, and after a short bit of argumentation, I tried to change the subject by asking, “Why don’t you get a nice book and read for awhile?”
Karissa put her nose against mine, narrowed her eyes, and said through gritted teeth, “Mother, you are giving me a red herring.”
She didn’t get to go outside, but she did manage to give me a good laugh!
—by Rebecca K. / Hudsonville, MI
We were at the zoo looking at a pair of sleeping mountain lions. Our 8-year-old daughter asked why the lions sleep so much in the day. We told her that they prey at night.
Not quite getting it, she queried, “Mountain lions pray?”
—by Steve & Denise M. / Fountain Hills, AZ
Making the Grade
Today, my son Jack was struggling after losing a tough game of basketball with his older siblings. In my attempt to distract and encourage him, this conversation occurred.
Mom: Remember the math page you did today of your multiplication facts? Well, that was from a 5th-grade book—but we are doing it in 4th grade. Doesn’t that feel great?
Jack: Yes! And I’m only in 3rd grade.
Mom: Well, if you were in school, you would be in 2nd grade.
Jack: Really? Why?
Mom: Because of your age.
Jack: What does that have to do with it?
— by the W. Family / Dayton, OH
An Ideal Conversationalist
My sister, Samantha, loves to talk and make friends with everyone in the neighborhood. One of her favorite neighbors is the older gentleman who lives next door. It doesn’t seem to bother her that he suffers from the effects of Alzheimer’s.
One night at dinner, Samantha pronounced her opinion of her forgetful friend. “You know what I like about Mr. Smith? I can tell him the same thing over and over again, and he never gets tired of it!”
The More, the Merrier!
Recently, while we waited in the car for my daughter to finish a piano lesson, my 4-year-old, Abby, was counting the piano teacher’s children. “They have two sisters and two brothers, and that makes four,” she said. “We have three sisters and two brothers and that makes five.”
“Good job!” I responded. “What if they had one brother and one sister, what would that be?”
Abby answered immediately, “That would be sad!”
—by Hope P. / Santa Maria, CA