Materfamilias: What have I done?

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

What have I done?

me: Why do you do this to me? (to daughter who writes math lesson numbers and all her answers in German or Latin)

she: It is my way of rebelling. That is how homeschoolers rebel: by using their education against their educator.

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Hannah GraceOctober 13, 2010 at 3:24 AM
I have a feeling that was probably Hailey. Even if it wasn't...it's true! I need to save that and use it sometime against my "educator". Haha.

Blessings,
~Laura
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DeannaOctober 13, 2010 at 4:07 AM
Good guessing Laura!!
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laughinglioness.lisa@gmail.comOctober 31, 2010 at 6:37 AM
Yes. And it only gets worse the older they get. Good luck!!
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DeannaNovember 4, 2010 at 2:07 PM
ugh. That what I didn't want to hear. LOL
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Pretty Good

There once was a pretty good student,

Who sat in a pretty good class;
Who was taught by a pretty good teacher,
Who always let pretty good pass-

He wasn’t terrific at reading,
He wasn’t a whizbang at math;
But for him education was leading,
Straight down a pretty good path.

He didn’t find school too exciting,
But he wanted to do pretty well;
And he did have some trouble with writing,
and no one had taught him to spell.

When doing arithmatic problems,
Pretty good was regarded as fine-
5 plus 5 needn’t always add up to be 10
A pretty good answer was 9.

The pretty good class that he sat in
Was part of a pretty good school;
And the student was not the exception,
On the contrary, he was the rule.

The pretty good student, in fact, was
Part of a pretty good mob;
And the first time he knew that he lacked was
When he looked for a pretty good job.

It was then, when he sought a position,
He discovered that life could be tough-
And he soon had a sneaking suspicion,
Pretty good might not be good enough.

The pretty good town in our story
Was part of a pretty good state,
Which had pretty good aspirations,
And prayed for a pretty good fate.

There once was a pretty good nation,
Pretty proud of the greatness it had,
Which learned much too late, it you want to be great,
Pretty good is, in fact, pretty bad.

~Charles Osgood