Some of you may be wondering what the children have been memorizing as of late?
Every winter there are a few poems that I like to go back to, for I think it is better to repeat poems and truly have them interiorized, rather than to continually introduce new material.
So recently my little children ages 5 and 7 just finished up Robert Louis Stevenson’s Wintertime, which can be found in his A Child’s Garden of Verses. (This is a book that you must own, by the way, for all the poems in it are gems.) Now the little children are memorizing Robert Frost’s Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening. I can’t help liking this poem too because it’s one of the few poems I remember memorizing as a child.
The twins, age 10, have recently revisited the The Charge of the Light Brigade by Alfred Lord Tennyson because my husband wanted to learn it. It also happens to be one of their all-time favorites anyway, so they were more than happy to, “Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!” Now, however, they’ve moved onto the Prayers at the Foot of the Altar, which is Psalm 43 .
My Eldest has been working on the Prologue to St. John’s Gospel for her homeschool coop. She also has another poem for her online Writing and Rhetoric class, but I haven’t seen it, so I can’t tell you what it is at the moment.
Books: Read Alouds and Lunchtime with Audible
Our last two read alouds were excellent. In fact, you should own them too. The first was Mary Fabyan Windeatt’s The Children of Fatima.
This true story blows me away every time I read it. I mean, 70,000 people witnessed the Miracle of the Sun. 70,000! And there are real newspaper photos from it. Just google it.
This book is just inspiring too. If those little children can sacrifice the way they did, then I need to step it up.
The second book we just read was also very good, but too short! I didn’t want it to end. It was Elizabeth Coatsworth’s Jock’s Island. And if you can get the version illustrated by Lilian Obligado, you’ll love it even more. The pictures are lovely.
On Audible we just finished listening to Ginger Pye by Eleanor Estes. This book was entertaining, but a little sad because someone steals the children’s puppy and mistreats him. However, it ends well.
Currently we’re listening to The Moffats, also by Eleanor Estes because the children can’t get enough of her right now.
And what about me?
I recently read Suzanne Wolfe’s The Confessions of X, which is a historical fiction account of St. Augustine’s concubine. I was a little worried going in that it would be full of immorality, but that wasn’t the case. I found the book entertaining, but lacking in something. Depth, maybe? I can’t analyze it at the moment because I have three children begging for breakfast, so maybe I’ll come back to it later.
Now I’m reading Robert Hugh Benson’s By What Authority? It is gripping. I love it.