We’re done with “school.” We’ve been done for awhile because we started the year extra early, like in July, because I wanted to be coasting when the baby came, which was in February. (Click HERE for the post on her birth. Whoa, what a story.)
But even though we’re finished with the big stuff – Math, Latin, Grammar, Writing – we’re not really done. We never are. I always liked to have something for the children to do otherwise they get bored. And start fighting.
Poetry is the one thing that never goes away. We’re always memorizing something because it’s fun. And it’s not hard, as we always do it at breakfast, and we all do the same piece.
Every spring we do Gerard Manley Hopkins. He was an Anglican, but was received into the Catholic Church by none other than John Henry Newman in 1866. Hopkins then became a Jesuit priest and spent the rest of his life teaching and writing poetry. (He was a terrible teacher, by the way, but excellent at writing the most beautiful poetry.)
We just finished up with Hopkins’ God’s Grandeur, Pied Beauty, and Spring. If you haven’t already done so, do yourself a favor and read them. In fact, print them off, go stand outside in the warm sunshine and recite Pied Beauty aloud to any birds who might be listening.
Declaration of Independence
Now, however, we’re gearing up for summer and the 4th of July, when we revisit our patriotic poetry. We’ll do Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s Paul Revere’s Ride and the Declaration of Independence. (Not the whole Declaration of Independence, just the first paragraph and a half of the second.)
If anyone is interested, I’ll write more about the rest of our Summer School later.