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Showing posts with label Julia. Show all posts

Thursday, April 27, 2017

A First - Public Recognition

Today there was an awards assembly for the recent Writing Contest where the boys attend classes on Thursdays.  First there was a day-long writing conference where a professional writer came in and helped the kids learn about fables and allegories and how to write them.  Then the boys each spent time creating a Fable for the contest, along with an illustration.  After that, the entries were judged by other teachers.  The judges didn't know the kids' names.  The kids' didn't know who the judges were.  Both boys won medals today.  I don't recall them ever having been publicly recognized like this...Cole was so excited!  He said his heart was beating so fast.

Here are the fables and illustrations:

The Cougar and the Bear (by Keaton Neufeld) - - his illustration awarded 3rd place in his class

One morning on the first day of spring, there was a cougar and a bear. The cougar was foolish and untrustworthy. The bear was confident and well… hungry. On that first day of spring, the cougar met the bear. “You’re stupid and fat! There’s no doubt about that! You’re hungrier than my Grandma’s cat!” But the bear kept on eating. He didn’t say anything. He just kept eating.
 On the first day of summer, the cougar met the bear. “You’re dumb and thick! You eat too quick! I know a guy named Rick!” But the bear didn’t answer. So he kept on eating.
In the fall, the cougar met the bear. “It’s almost winter and you’re getting thicker! You’ll get spoiled in the spring. Who would do such a thing? I know I wouldn’t.” The bear took one last bite and went to bed.
In the spring the cougar woke up in surprise. The bear was all grown up and he was tough and stuff. Which was a lot stronger than the cougar!

The moral of the story is: Don’t be like the cougar, be like the confident bear and keep on trying (except don’t get fat.)

The Cougar and the Bear

 The Porcupine and the Owl (by Cole Neufeld) - - his fable was awarded 2nd place in his class
Once there was a porcupine.  He was dense, as in he wasn’t the sharpest quill in the woods.  High above the forest floor lived a wise great-horned owl.  Each day the porcupine sharpened its quills along the tree he usually goes to.  One night he was home playing video games and he stayed up so late that his eyes turned red.  The owl flew down to porcupine’s tree trunk to see what was going on.  He came inside and saw the porcupine, his controller in hand.
The owl said, “What are you doing? You’re trashing your brain.  Don’t you know all that gaming will make you insane?” 
The porcupine said, “Video games are only my hobby.  But you’re right; my eyes do feel like wasabi.  Games teach me to strategize, think and compute.  I even figure out how to find loot.  Sometimes there’s traps, and I have to escape.  Sun’s coming up, please close the drapes!”
“Exactly why you should get some sleep,” the owl quipped, “Close your eyes and try to count sheep.”
“You think you’re so smart.  I can I play all I want.  I never get tired.  I never get droopy.  Well, maybe I do get a little bit loopy.”
“Red eyes are proof.  Too much of anything can make you a goof.  Sure games are fun, but it should not be your life.  Some day you will want to grow up and find a wife!  She will want you to hunt and find water. ”
A few years later, as an adult, the porcupine was still playing video games, when he found a female porcupine that he really liked.  They got married but he paid the price.  They still needed food and water.
The moral of the story is: Too much of anything is bad thing.
The Porcupine and the Owel
Cole's illustration was really cute too.  But it is just hard to distinguish in this (horrible) scan (mom's fault, not his). It shows a big tree.  In the base of the tree is the porcupine sitting in front of his TV. The owl is on a branch up to the right.

Mrs. Peterson - their teacher





Obviously, I think these boys are super creative anyway and we don't necessarily need public recognition of this fact.  But it was a sweet moment for all of us.  I recall when Aldan was in 2nd grade and won the "Most Improved Reader" award out of his entire school.  That also gave me great pleasure.  He and I worked hard to move him from non-reader to reader that year (when he first moved in with Eric and I.)  Julia got similar accolades for her artwork among peers and teachers. I am so very proud of all the kids! So with this school transition, I will be honest in expressing that I have felt some trepidation.  But I continue to find confirmation that it was a good decision.  They are thriving.  They still hate getting up before 7am on Thursdays.  We gave up a little freedom.  But I think for this time in our life, the decision to attend classes outside the house one day a week has mostly been a positive one.  Only 5 weeks to go!

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Say it Again: "Not my will, but yours..."

Last night around 9pm, the boys piled onto my bed for a chat, as they so often do.

Some parents tuck their kids into bed.  My kids tuck me in.  Usually they request a story about when I was a kid.  Or when they were babies.  But this night Cole began with a question:  "Mom, which of your parents did you love best?"

Ahhh.  Feels like a trick question.  This is when I start praying for wisdom...

Me: "Well, I loved both my parents in different ways.  But my mom did some things that broke up our family and caused a divorce that was really hard for me to understand."

Keaton: "I thought your parents were separated at death."

Me: "No. My parents had been divorced a few years before my mom died.  So at some point I came to appreciate my dad a bit more.  But I still loved my mom."

Cole, as he snuggles a little closer to me: "Oh, so you know exactly how I feel."

Slam!  My heart.

Keaton: "Cole! Don't say you like Dad better than Mom!"

Cole: "I'm sorry.  I love you Mom.  But Dad took us to work with him and he was so fun."

Me: "Ha! You get to be with me everyday while I'm working!"

Cole: "But your work is so BOOOOORing!"

Me: "Yea.  I know Dad was fun.  That's why I miss him too.  I get it."

Cole: "Why didn't you die? And he stay?"

Me: "I ask that question myself a lot.  I don't understand it all.  But God has this great big plan. And evidently He wanted ME here to take care of you.  I can tell you right now if it was Dad here, you would probably be in in public school.  (Collective gasps from wide-eyed boys! I promise I have not described public school as scary, EVER. I mean I WENT to public school! It's what they read and see on TV....)  There's no way he could homeschool you and still be a barber."

What's going on in the boys' heads, processing, grief, so often mimics what goes on in mine.  Yes, still.  Sunday morning a sweet friend hugged my waist and with tears in her eyes, said, "I've been praying for you lately.  I know it's been a couple of years since Eric's been gone, but we haven't forgotten.  You are not forgotten. We love you!"  Thank you!  Because I feel like I'm the only one stuck some days.

I'm reminded of a song on the radio: "I know you're good.  But this don't feel good right now.  I know you think of things I could never think about...."  Not my will, but yours be done Lord.


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Lest you think we ended on a downer...nope!  We had a big group hug with Cole in the middle, and I said it was a Cole-sandwich.  Keaton said:

COLE is C-heese
YOU are L-ettuce
I am K-etchup

Then we all joined in the fun.

What is Lucy? (the dog) L-emons.  Yea.  Lemons.
Eric would be?  E-ggplant?  (uproarious laughter!)
Aldan would be?  An A-rtichoke?  (more raucous guffaws!)
Julia could be?  J-elly.  Yes! (hilarious fun!)

So they headed to bed laughing about our big family sandwich, still giggling about Aldan the artichoke and Eric the eggplant.  God is good.

Luke 2:41-43: And He (Jesus) withdrew from them about a stone's throw, and He knelt down and began to pray, saying, "Father, if You are willing, remove this cup from Me; yet not My will, but Yours be done." Now an angel from heaven appeared to Him, strengthening Him. 

Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Freedom and Family

So 4th of July was fun.  We don't have relatives up here in Washington, but we do have "family."  Spent the day at the Evans Farm where about 50 people joined hands and prayed before our meal, followed by a spontaneous rendition of "God Bless America" (thank you Auntie June!)



The boys spent a couple of hours down at the beach blowing things up.  (Thanks for supervising, Derek...)  We took our box of leftover fireworks from several years past.  Bottle rockets, sparklers, smoke bombs.  Such a boy thing.  And Keaton and Cole were able to partake this year!

Ethan shooting off bottle rockets

Riley & Cole look on

sparklers!


Even Emily and Ellen came down to the water to watch.  This family gathering is something we looked forward to every year when Eric was alive.  He would take Julia and Aldan down to the water to do fireworks.  I've been coming here for 16 years.  Watched all the cousins when they were small, now watching the next generation of kids.  


There was also a volleyball game going on...




Lots of kids, lots of parents.  I spent a long time talking with Derek's grandma about life and marriage and missing our spouses, yet knowing they are no longer suffering and are very happy with Jesus.  

Earlier in the day, I made a flank steak salad with blue cheese, tomato and egg to share at the potluck picnic.  Sooooo yummy!


And Cole and I took a walk around our neighborhood checking out some beautiful perennials.  Daisies, poppies, echinacea, lavender, alyssum.  We saw a bunch of bees on this lavender.  


So I took a slow motion video with my phone.  Hope you can view.  



The last 3 nights the boys have been tent camping in our backyard.  So summer is here and we are so thankful!


Also, thanks to those who prayed for me this weekend...I felt covered.  Made it through.  Only cried a couple of times.  With watery eyes, shared some memories of Eric with these friends.  It is hard to do things that we used to do with him-- without him.  But with each passing year, I make a little progress in appreciating the time we had with him, and less time wishing things were different.

Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Reboot on Summer School

More and more I am confessing to my Classical Conversation friends we are "unschoolers".  I mean, maybe we aren't "unschoolers" by a strict definition of "unschooling" (if there is such a thing).  But it definitely feels looser and looser as the years go on.  I have determined we will reboot and keep going through summer.  3 main subjects: math, reading, science.  This has proved to be relatively successful AND the boys have been relatively cooperative.

We started Apologia science last week.  Anatomy and Physiology.


Today we studied the parts of the cell.  I got out the microscope (we've had this since Julia did Biology...)  The boys were fascinated by the microscope and all the slides.  Keaton wanted to look at his spit and other interesting things.



We discussed and labeled the parts of the cell and what they do.  Even Cole (who absolutely detests writing!) was drawing and labeling his cell.


Plus we grabbed a throwback video from 2012 where Eric created a "cell".



And for math, we still drill on math facts, but I also picked up a series of books called, "The Life of Fred".  Both boys actually think that Fred's life is hilarious.  Keaton is zipping through this book.  The math itself is very simple, but practical, in this elementary series.  But it is in the form of a narrative, which he enjoys.  And it builds on itself.  Conceptual math is a difficult thing for Keaton to grasp.  The story of the math is helping him understand.  Cole is pretty good at the concepts, but "Life of Fred" is teaching him to read better.  I can hear them both giggling while doing math.  Is that a trip, or what?


So maybe it's not "unschooling", but it is more enjoyable than textbooks and on-line video teachers.

Monday, April 18, 2016

Birthday Man

Well, Aldan turned 20 last week. Can't believe all the kids are in double-digits this year, once Cole turns 10 in June. Julia came up to visit and we all had a great time. They hung out and played video games just like old times. After she left the guys and I had lunch at 5 Guys....Aldan's favorite burger joint. (Aldan put on the tiara that my Bible study ladies share for birthday celebrations as a joke. Silly Aldan...) Happy Birthday Aldan!
playing video games

silly double-chins

almost serious...

silly with tiara
writing comments at Five Guys...

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Fun in the Sun

One day this month we joined our friends at the zoo and aquarium.  And it was beautiful weather in the Northwest.  We had all prayed it wouldn't rain!  The Lord provided brilliant sunshine, to the point where some of the kids were "hot".  haha!  In March...

Pt. Defiance Zoo & Aquarium


right away they found a play structure



feeding the greedy goats


 
Keaton tries to convince Emily the goat is nice



blue tang like Dorie ~ "just keep swimming"


replica of prehistoric shark




"petting" the manta rays
 


Ooooh, a shark!

 


We packed our lunches.  And we began eating (and sharing) with Emily while her Mom and Dad waited in (the reallllly lonnnnng) line for their lunches.




Me & Emily
 So we tried to get a group photo of all the kids.  They were so silly!  I deleted at least a dozen more photos of their silliness....














 We sat and listened to a live animal presentation.  (Unfortunately, my phone camera went berserk at that point, so you can't see the bald eagle, the lynx, the clouded leopard cubs, and a red-legged seriema.)

best buds - Ethan & Keaton
When we walked into this area near the puffins and otters I had a wave of memories.  Tears flooded my eyes as the past flashed up in moving pictures my head.  Last time I was at this zoo was when Aldan and Julia were little, with their proud father.  Eric was so impressed about all the animal facts that Julia was able to recall and share with the zoo keepers. She was the light of his life.  So proud of her!  He loved all the boys too, but as firstborn and only girl, she was so special to her daddy.

puffins

otters
arctic fox


best buds Riley & Cole
Thank you Lord for the sun and our friends.

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