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Homeschooling Disadvantage #8

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My children receive proper medical care when sick.

Think this incident is rare? At every school in my school district, my inhaler was considered contraband. Naturally, I always chose a possible detention or expulsion rather than forego carrying my inhaler secretly in my purse. Breathing is one of my priorities in life.

Count Me In

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Have you received your 2010 Census Form? Be sure to fill it out and send it back. Census records have always been an important part of genealogy and I want my descendents to be able to look me up in 72 years.

At my house, we have 2 White Puerto Rican guys, 1 White Puerto Rican girl, and 1 plain ol' White girl. In truth, we're a bunch of ethnic mutts here at my house - something we're proud of but something the census, unfortunately, does not capture.

So, here's my Census 2010 addendum:

1 male Spanish/French/Basque/African or Puerto Rican Indian

and

1 female Irish/Scottish/English/German?/American Indian

married with a boy and a girl

The census asks what color our skin is but I think the bigger question is whether America is a melting pot or salad bowl. I was taught by a teacher in high school that we are a salad bowl, but I am sure now that America is a melting pot. Why else would my little Puerto Ricans eat Colcannon on St. Patrick's Day?

Much Ado About Much of Nothing

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The Tim Tebow commercial which aired during the Super Bowl was supposed to lead to the destruction of life as we know it. This was the event that the Mayans warned would end the world.

Or not.

I'm waiting to hear a lot of backtracking today. More than likely, though, those who made such a ruckus will pretend nothing happened. Maybe being exposed for the Chicken Littles that they were will wake a few people up. I doubt it.

I hope the good folks at Focus on the Family are enjoying all the free press the pro-abortion folks have given them. This tempest in a teacup is still providing press this morning as most news outlets are discussing how non-controversial the ad was. Even the celebrity gossip website TMZ is shocked that this benign commercial was the source of so much hoopla:

After weeks of hype and outrage, the Super Bowl commercial with Heisman Trophy winner Tim Tebow finally aired Sunday night -- so what was all the fuss about?

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what the rest of us have been asking since the story on the Tim Tebow commercial first broke: What is all this fuss about?

In case you missed the ad, take a look for yourself:

 

A successful son and his loving mother - definitely a recipe for apocalyptic mayhem 

Come On, Baby, Take a Bow

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Bow to Tampa Mayor Pam Iorio

Ok, either President Obama has a serious bowing fetish or he's getting a lice check. Really, I can't think of any other reason why the man would bow to Mayor Pam Iorio of Tampa, Florida. She's an Italian who was born in Maine and grew up in Temple Terrace, Florida, so we can't say it's an Asian or Middle Eastern custom.

All this bowing has me thinking of a cute little movie by my favorite pint-size actress:

 
 
Does President Obama need his own pink tutu and tap shoes?
 
Thanks to All American Blogger for the laugh. 

Afire With God

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Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God:
But only he who sees, takes off his shoes,
The rest sit round it, and pluck blackberries...

Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh - Book VII

 

I can't say that Elizabeth Barrett Browning is a hero of mine, but long before my own body fell to ruin I admired her ability to learn, live, and grow despite illness and pain. The quotation above, taken from her nine book blank verse novel, is certainly a gem of truth.

Even a common blackberry bush is as full of God as Moses' burning bush. Some recognize this and honor the Lord; others can see nothing beyond a bush of blackberries.

I find it difficult to understand atheists. How can anyone observe the natural world and not acknowledge the Creator? Every living thing around us is born from the breath of God and possesses a touch of His majesty.

The whole world is afire with God. Let us behold His works and stand on holy ground.

Happy All Saints' Day

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I only started learning about the lives of the Saints a few years ago. Many Protestants (and Christians, in general) know too little of the history of our faith and reading about the Saints has taught me a lot. I have many favorites, but here are a few I've learned from:

Patrick - Kidnapped and sold as a slave, this Romano-Britain escaped to freedom and became a priest. Returning to the land of his enslavement, he faced danger at every turn in his quest to bring Christianity to Ireland - and act which would later allow for the preservation of learning in the Irish monasteries during the destructive Dark Ages.

Returning evil with good and suffering with mercy is never easy but can lead to amazing events we can never anticipate or imagine.

Columba - This hot-tempered prince and priest of Ireland started a dispute over possession of a book and caused the deaths of many men. His punishment was exile and Columba chose to go to Scotland. There he brought Christianity to the Picts and transformed pagan Scotland forever.

Our darkest transgressions sometimes lead to our greatest works and even an angry sinner can become the "Dove of Christ".

Margaret of Scotland - This Anglo-Saxon princess loved and married the king of Scotland and devotedly raised eight children.  She trained her children to follow Christ and encouraged learning and Christanity in Scotland. Her dedication to the poor made her beloved by the Scots. Many of her children and descendents were also Saints.

A caring, teaching mother is a missionary whose dedication is rewarded, generation upon generation.

In our desire to serve God, I think we all can learn much from those who have gone before us.

International Wear a Dress Day

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While I missed the holiday on October 29, I did wear a skirt that day - as I do most every day. Avoiding dresses? Check out Erin at A Dress a Day and her responses for anti-dress excuses. The holiday's Flickr pool has dressy-goodness for those of us who missed the celebration.

Life is short. Use the good china, wear the pretty outfit.

Newest Update Regarding Rifqa Bary

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Rifqa Bary, the Christian teen who ran away from her Muslim parents in Ohio, has been ordered back to Ohio...but not yet. The judge signed no orders, but wants Rifqa's parents to submit immigration documents at the next hearing on October 23. At that hearing, Rifqa may be ordered officially back to Ohio.

"If the issue is not resolved by the end of October, a judicial review has been tentatively scheduled for November 10." 

The question of the Bary's immigration status is causing a delay. Atlas Shrugs provides documentation that the Barys are indeed here illegally and came here through Mexico.

In other Rifqa news:

  • Her father turned her private diary over to CAIR, (Council on American-Islamic Relations), who then turned information over to the Orlando Sentinel newspaper for publication. Classy. What does it say? About the same stuff I've read from First Century Christians. Lots of fear, lots of faith.

  • Rifqa's older brother, the brother who injured her eye years ago back in Sri Lanka, gave out the phone number of her foster care home and the address has been published on the internet by a Muslim blogger who is stalking Rifqa.

  • Rifqa's eye, the one whose injury allowed the Barys into the US for Rifqa's medical care, has never received medical treatment here in the United States.
More detailed information can be found at the adults-only blog, Atlas Shrugs.

A Prayer for My Daughter by Yeats

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Once more the storm is howling, and half hid
Under this cradle-hood and coverlid
My child sleeps on. There is no obstacle
But Gregory's wood and one bare hill
Whereby the haystack- and roof-levelling wind,
Bred on the Atlantic, can be stayed;
And for an hour I have walked and prayed
Because of the great gloom that is in my mind.

I have walked and prayed for this young child an hour
And heard the sea-wind scream upon the tower,
And under the arches of the bridge, and scream
In the elms above the flooded stream;
Imagining in excited reverie
That the future years had come,
Dancing to a frenzied drum,
Out of the murderous innocence of the sea.

May she be granted beauty and yet not
Beauty to make a stranger's eye distraught,
Or hers before a looking-glass, for such,
Being made beautiful overmuch,
Consider beauty a sufficient end,
Lose natural kindness and maybe
The heart-revealing intimacy
That chooses right, and never find a friend.

Helen being chosen found life flat and dull
And later had much trouble from a fool,
While that great Queen, that rose out of the spray,
Being fatherless could have her way
Yet chose a bandy-leggèd smith for man.
It's certain that fine women eat
A crazy salad with their meat
Whereby the Horn of Plenty is undone.

In courtesy I'd have her chiefly learned;
Hearts are not had as a gift but hearts are earned
By those that are not entirely beautiful;
Yet many, that have played the fool
For beauty's very self, has charm made wise,
And many a poor man that has roved,
Loved and thought himself beloved,
From a glad kindness cannot take his eyes.

May she become a flourishing hidden tree
That all her thoughts may like the linnet be,
And have no business but dispensing round
Their magnanimities of sound,
Nor but in merriment begin a chase,
Nor but in merriment a quarrel.
O may she live like some green laurel
Rooted in one dear perpetual place.

My mind, because the minds that I have loved,
The sort of beauty that I have approved,
Prosper but little, has dried up of late,
Yet knows that to be choked with hate
May well be of all evil chances chief.
If there's no hatred in a mind
Assault and battery of the wind
Can never tear the linnet from the leaf.

An intellectual hatred is the worst,
So let her think opinions are accursed.
Have I not seen the loveliest woman born
Out of the mouth of Plenty's horn,
Because of her opinionated mind
Barter that horn and every good
By quiet natures understood
For an old bellows full of angry wind?

Considering that, all hatred driven hence,
The soul recovers radical innocence
And learns at last that it is self-delighting,
Self-appeasing, self-affrighting,
And that its own sweet will is Heaven's will;
She can, though every face should scowl
And every windy quarter howl
Or every bellows burst, be happy still.

And may her bridegroom bring her to a house
Where all's accustomed, ceremonious;
For arrogance and hatred are the wares
Peddled in the thoroughfares.
How but in custom and in ceremony
Are innocence and beauty born?
Ceremony's a name for the rich horn,
And custom for the spreading laurel tree.



"So let her think opinions are accursed."

Much as I love his lyrical lines,
Glad I am I'm not Yeats' daughter.



Wisdom from Needlework

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Fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Hate less, love more, and all good things will be yours.

Swedish Proverb

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