Saturday, March 05, 2011

Spring break

This past week we stayed home, rather than travel for Pepperdine's spring break. I took Michael and Jack to the bank to open savings accounts.
They proudly spilled their coins onto the banker's desk and began counting. The concept of earned interest was difficult to grasp and, given the current rate, difficult to take seriously, but deferred anything would be a worthwhile lesson.

Worked on home projects and visited Beacon Hill twice:
The school is doing well in its second year and we're tweaking the curriculum from cookie-cutter classical to learning that takes advantage of local resources and talent. The church has improved the play area - new swings, water fountains, basketball hoop - and there's a VAST area for exploring: Michael picked peppercorns last year and found swarms of ladybugs.
Devin structures PE sessions:
Compared to the asphalt wasteland of Gardena Elementary, this looked absolutely idyllic to me and lacked the harsher realities I grew-up with: a few roving thugs who would terrorize the kids, stealing their lunches (the teachers were afraid of them) and general anonymity. These children are surrounded by their moms who volunteer and remain a presence. We're coming up with our version of the "PTA," as well.

Elle will be teaching and incorporating a gardening rubric into all the grades next year. The possibilities for teaching (global economy, local stewardship, spiritual analogy) are endless and exciting and we are sad to miss out on next year!

All in all, there is an impressive community being established through BHCA. I am a believer in the neighborhood, community school which, curiously, is what studies have shown people want and choose over choice of charter schools (cf Diane Ravitch: The Death and Life of the Great American School System). It's an exciting endeavor for us to be involved in, to be contributing to.

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Parting shots:

Jack with the Schneekloth boys during the recent L'abri conference. Jack and Michael (rt) performed a duet:

On take-offs and landings, Michael reaches out to hold hands - our little family ritual - sometimes crossing aisles, and this trip, behind rows!

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