10 Famous Homeschooled People
by Stacy Conrad
1. Agatha Christie. Agatha was a painfully shy girl, so her mom homeschooled her even though her two older siblings attended private school.
2. Pearl S. Buck was born in West Virginia, but her family moved to China when she was just three months old. She was homeschooled by a Confucian scholar and learned English as a second language from her mom.
3. Alexander Graham Bell was homeschooled by his mother until he was about 10. It was at this point that she started to go deaf and didn’t feel she could properly educate him any more. Her deafness inspired Bell to study acoustics and sound later in life.
4. If Thomas Edison was around today, he would probably be diagnosed with ADD – he left public school after only three months because his mind wouldn’t stop wandering. His mom homeschooled him after that, and he credited her with the success of his education: “My mother was the making of me. She was so true, so sure of me; and I felt I had something to live for, someone I must not disappoint.”
5. Ansel Adams was homeschooled at the age of 12 after his “wild laughter and undisguised contempt for the inept ramblings of his teachers” disrupted the classroom. His father took on his education from that point forward.
6. Robert Frost hated school so much he would get physically ill at the thought of going. He was homeschooled until his high school years.
7. Woodrow Wilson studied under his dad, one of the founders of the Southern Presbyterian Church in the United States (PCUS). He didn’t learn to read until he was about 12. He took a few classes at a school in Augusta, Georgia, to supplement his father’s teachings, and ended up spending a year at Davidson College before transferring to Princeton.
8. Mozart was educated by his dad as the Mozart family toured Europe from 1763-1766.
9. Laura Ingalls Wilder was homeschooled until her parents finally settled in De Smet in what was then Dakota Territory. She started teaching school herself when she was only 15 years old.
10. Louisa May Alcott studied mostly with her dad, but had a few lessons from family friends Henry David Thoreau, Ralph Waldo Emerson and Nathaniel Hawthorne. Can you imagine?
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
A song by the late Harry Chapin.
Poem about Creativity Destroyed by Teacher
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A thought-provoking poem about a young child in
school who's natural curiosity is constantly thwarted by the teacher's
instructions to "do it this way" etc. The poem is progressive, and by
the end, the child has lost all creativity, so that when under a more
free teacher who encourages the children to do their art however they
want, the child no longer has any confidence in their own choices and
keeps asking, "But what colour should I do it?" etc.
It's a song by the late Harry Chapin.
Flowers are Red
The little boy went first day of school
He got some crayons and started to draw
He put colors all over the paper
For colors was what he saw
And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man
I'm paintin' flowers he said
She said... It's not the time for art young man
And anyway flowers are green and red
There's a time for everything young man
And a way it should be done
You've got to show concern for everyone else
For you're not the only one
And she said...
Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than they way they always have been seen
But the little boy20said...
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
Well the teacher said.. You're sassy
There's ways that things should be
And you'll paint flowers the way they are
So repeat after me.....
And she said...
Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than they way they always have been seen
But the little boy said...
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
The teacher put him in a corner
She said.. It's for your own good..
And you won't come out 'til you get it right
And are responding like you should
Well finally he got lonely
Frightened thoughts filled his head
And he went up to the teacher
And this is what he said.. and he said
Flowers are red, green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen
Time went by like it always does
And they moved to another town
And the little boy went to another school
And this is what he found
The teacher there was smilin'
She said...Painting should be fun
And there are so many colors in a flower
So let's use every one
But that little boy painted flowers
In neat rows of green and red
And when the teacher asked him why
This is what he said.. and he said
Flowers are red, green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other=2
0way
Than the way they always have been seen.Â
But there still must be a way to have our children say . . .
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
-
A thought-provoking poem about a young child in
school who's natural curiosity is constantly thwarted by the teacher's
instructions to "do it this way" etc. The poem is progressive, and by
the end, the child has lost all creativity, so that when under a more
free teacher who encourages the children to do their art however they
want, the child no longer has any confidence in their own choices and
keeps asking, "But what colour should I do it?" etc.
It's a song by the late Harry Chapin.
Flowers are Red
The little boy went first day of school
He got some crayons and started to draw
He put colors all over the paper
For colors was what he saw
And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man
I'm paintin' flowers he said
She said... It's not the time for art young man
And anyway flowers are green and red
There's a time for everything young man
And a way it should be done
You've got to show concern for everyone else
For you're not the only one
And she said...
Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than they way they always have been seen
But the little boy20said...
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
Well the teacher said.. You're sassy
There's ways that things should be
And you'll paint flowers the way they are
So repeat after me.....
And she said...
Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than they way they always have been seen
But the little boy said...
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
The teacher put him in a corner
She said.. It's for your own good..
And you won't come out 'til you get it right
And are responding like you should
Well finally he got lonely
Frightened thoughts filled his head
And he went up to the teacher
And this is what he said.. and he said
Flowers are red, green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen
Time went by like it always does
And they moved to another town
And the little boy went to another school
And this is what he found
The teacher there was smilin'
She said...Painting should be fun
And there are so many colors in a flower
So let's use every one
But that little boy painted flowers
In neat rows of green and red
And when the teacher asked him why
This is what he said.. and he said
Flowers are red, green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other=2
0way
Than the way they always have been seen.Â
But there still must be a way to have our children say . . .
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
ST Vincent DE Paul




I worked hard today.I volunteer at ST Vincent DE Paul. I help fill boxes with rice,beans,can goods ,cookies and bread..
When the boxes were all packed up and ready to be pick up we had a break to eat. I ate a hot dog with Chile it was yummy.
Now after the break I went back to count boxes in the back and then they called for a meeting.The meeting was about not to steal from a non-profit because it's a federal offense.Then we all got in our positions, mine was was to give out laundry detergent.
It was raining very hard but it didn't stop us from giving the boxes and laundry detergent out to the people.When the last car came I gave my last laundry detergent and my mom gave her last box to them and we went home.I was really glad to help people today.
Jespinoza
Labels:
volunteer work
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
I am very Thankful
http://www.stvincentdepaul.net/PS-FoodReclamation.htm
I am very Thankful to have my family and to have food to eat and a nice home to live in.
My mom always tells me to do nice things to help people .I am going to help people so they can have Turkey on their Table and stuffing and they don't have to eat the vegetables if they don't like them and after they eat they can have Pumpkin Pie.
I am very Thankful to have my family and to have food to eat and a nice home to live in.
My mom always tells me to do nice things to help people .I am going to help people so they can have Turkey on their Table and stuffing and they don't have to eat the vegetables if they don't like them and after they eat they can have Pumpkin Pie.
Labels:
helping people in need
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