Here’s a game sacrilegiously titled, Mennonite Manners. You will need a piece of paper for each player, a pair of dice, and one pen.
I’m evaluating my own patterns of rest. Here’s the link to an article I wrote for The Old Schoolhouse Magazine about the Productivity of Rest.
We had a whirlwind several weeks following the death of my aunt in a date nearly a thousand miles from us. The children and I joined other family to make the trip to Missouri, the state of my birth. You’ll see more about the trip in an upcoming post, but for now, here’s some snapshots... Continue Reading →
My aunt’s body arrives at the churchyard in a two-horse-drawn hearse. Mourners gather outside the white clapboard church, men on the right side, women on the left. Hushed greetings and stoic expressions of sympathy float between them, followed by a holy kiss. Reverence stills the crowd as the hearse halts. The well-trained horses stand at... Continue Reading →
Last week, Eli started the Classics-Based Writing course through SchoolhouseTeachers.com, our “go-to” for ALL our homeschool curriculum. He studied the poem, “Opportunity,” by Edward R. Sill (!841-1887). Today, I used one of the suggestions in the lesson and asked him to rewrite the poem as a short story. It could be set in any time... Continue Reading →
Liquid gold, drinking in the aroma Of Gain laundry detergent, regular scent Inhaling deeply the month of June, Sterile hospitals, funeral homes, And her, still covered with the fluid of my womb Whispers of family and friends on soft summer breezes, Gathered fully for the first time in years, To mourn our lost love Eyes... Continue Reading →
Several years ago I came across "Forks Over Knives," (referred to hereafter as FOK) a documentary promoting a "whole foods plants based" diet. A WFPB diet consists of vegetables, fruits, nuts, seeds, beans, legumes, and whole grains, and can be beneficial in addressing some of the numerous health issues. I convinced my husband to watch... Continue Reading →
By Regina Cyzick Harlow She longed for me, my mother did To hold her baby flesh and blood When I was born into this life She fell ill and shortly died I lived without her twenty years I cried ten thousand bitter tears But I went off to find my love Guided by mother’s hand... Continue Reading →
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