Archive | July 2006

To This Great Stage of Fools: Born July 31st

Joanne K. Rowling and Harry Potter. Rowling, who was born in 1965 which makes her younger than my baby sister(!), gave her character, Harry, the same birthday as her own. Am I the only reader in the English-speaking world who has has read none of the Harry Potter books and nothing by Dan Brown, especially not The Da Vinci Code? And I’m proud of my potterless, codeless mind. It has become a matter of stubborness and noncomformity for me not to read any of these books: I do not disrespect those who are Harry Potter fans or who loved Mr. Brown’s opus. I’ve already heard enough about all of them to know excatly what I’m missing, and I have too many other books on The List.

Are there any books that you do not want to read just because everyone else has read them?

Oh, I forgot to say that I’ve not read any of the Left Behind books by Tim LaHaye and Jerry Jenkins either. Now do I win whatever this contest is?

Picture Book Preschool Books of the Week: Week 32 Clothing

Beskow, Elsa. Pelle’s New Suit. Harper & Row, 1929.

dePaola, Tomie. Charlie Needs a Cloak. Prentice-Hall, 1973.

Instead of one picture book from my curriculum booklist, Picture Book Preschool, I chose two books to compare and recommend, Pelle’s New Suit by Elsa Beskow and Charlie Needs a Cloak by one of my favorites, Tomie dePaola. Pelle’s New Suit, first published in 1929, is about a “little Swedish boy whose name was Pelle.” Pelle has his own lamb, but needs a new coat. So he shears the lams’s wool, takes it to his grandmother, and asks her to comb the wool. She agrees to do so in return for some help in the garden from Pelle. And so it goes. Each person that Pelle asks for help in making his coat asks him to do something in return. So children learn how a coat is made from raw wool, how work is exchanged for goods, and how one event follows another in a linear story. The original illustrations by Ms. Beskow are beautiful as you can see from the picture. (There’s also a Wonder Books edition with ilustrations by George Wilde, not as great.)

Charlie of Charlie Needs a Cloak makes his own cloak from the wool of his own sheep. However, the illustrations tell a parallel story of Charlie’s naughty little pet lamb who interferes with Charlie’s cloak-making at every step. Then, as the story ends, we see why Charlie needed a new cloak in the first place. Let’s just say that naughty pet lambs are hard on cloaks. The pictures are the salient feature in this book; there’s also a mouse in each picture who’s doing something a bit mischievous, too. Poor Charlie gets his red cloak after some hard work and a few tussles with the lamb, and there’s a short glossary of words in the back of the book to explain exactly what Charlie was doing when he sheared and carded and spun the wool.

Get both of these if you can and read them together. You might appreciate your winter coat a little more the next time you get it out of winter storage.

Picture Book Preschool is a preschool/kindergarten curriculum which consists of a list of picture books to read aloud for each week of the year and a character trait, a memory verse, and activities, all tied to the theme for the week. You can purchase a downloadable version (pdf file) of Picture Book Preschool by Sherry Early at Biblioguides.

A Talent for Titles

A Rocky Mountain New article about having a computer choose the title for your new novel. It’s supposed to be the way to get a sure-fire bestseller.

I tried out several titles at lulu.com, and the best ones I came up with were Chocolate Delight and Melancholy Zone, each of which according to the website has a 69% chance of becoming a best seller. Now I just have to write the novel to go with one of the titles.

To This Great Stage of Fools: Born July 30th

Emily Bronte, b. 1818. Some critics insisted that Emily’s novel, Wuthering Heights, must have been written by a man because no woman could have written such a passionate story. Emily Bronte died of tuberculosis one year after the publication of her only novel. She was 30 years old.

For children who are not quite ready for the sturm und drang of Wuthering Heights, I recommend The Return of the Twelves by Pauline Clarke. It’s the story of a boy and his sisters who find in the attic of their new house twelve toy soldiers that magically come alive. The soldiers turn out to have belonged to another boy, Branwell, and his sisters, and keeping them a secret becomes a challenge.

Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger of California was born on this date in Graz, Austria in 1947.

Tour of the Semicolon Home

front doorI’m a little late because it took me all week to get Computer Guru Son, who has also turned into Camera Guru Son, to take the pictures for me and load them into the computer. However, I wanted to participate in BooMama’s Tour of Homes. I always say that the purpose of inviting people over to my house is to make them feel better about their own housekeeping abilities, so enjoy the lived-in look.

We begin with the front door. I wanted to paint it red or bright yellow or green, but I was overruled by Engineer Husband who’s into basic browns, whites and tans. The goose hanging on the door says, “Welcome!”

living room

Next we enter the living room. Most people notice the wallpaper map on the wall. It was our Christmas present to ourselves several years ago, and we spent the week between Christmas and New Year’s Day hanging the wallpaper over the paneling. The map and several built-in bookcases and our lack of financial wherewithal are the reasons we can never, never leave this house and buy another. You can’t take it with you, you know.

gameroom

The gameroom is where we begin to really get the ambience of a Semicolon home. Note the cereal bowl that was not returned to the kitchen after breakfast, the book left forlorn and forsaken on the table, the half-used bottle of citrus drink, the toys in plastic buckets, the general family-friendly decor. Neither of the computers you see in the gameroom is mine. My computer blogging area is in my bedroom.

desk

I know. It’s way too messy and cluttered and Fly-Lady and Don Aslett and any other cleaning gurus that you could name would never approve. But it’s my space, and the kids say I spend way too much time here. The bed next to the desk, barely visible in the picture, is where I usually read. Did I ever mention that I have lots of books? In the bookshelf you can see some of my treasures. The other treasures are my children. The younger set wanted to be photographed with the house, but the older set vetoed that idea. The Elders said it was bad enough to have our house displayed on the internet for all to see.

kitchen

Finally, we circle back to the kitchen. I’d love to invite you in for a snack and a glass of Texas iced tea. (That’s what’s in the pitcher.) Oh, I also want fire engine red countertops, but I haven’t managed to save up the money yet. Nor have I convinced anyone else that it would be really fun and inspiring to have red countertops. Sometimes these campaigns take a long time.

I’m glad you came over for a visit. Now that we’ve done the whirlwind tour, let’s sit down and talk about books and kids and God and life and education and whatever makes us think and gives us joy. Oh, yeah, that’s what we do here at the blog. Y’all come back now, you hear?

ADDED LATER: For those who are interested, this map appears to be the same one we have on our living room wall.
And here’s a different one that I thought was nice.

To This Great Stage of Fools: Born July 28th

Gerard Manley Hopkins, poet, b.1844. His most famous poems are God’s Grandeur and Pied Beauty, both of which are beautiful poems. I read some others of his poems, and I rather liked this one:

At the Wedding March

GOD with honour hang your head,
Groom, and grace you, bride, your bed
With lissome scions, sweet scions,
Out of hallowed bodies bred.

Each be other’s comfort kind:
Déep, déeper than divined,
Divine charity, dear charity,
Fast you ever, fast bind.

Then let the March tread our ears:
I to him turn with tears
Who to wedlock, his wonder wedlock,
Déals tríumph and immortal years.

Beatrix Potter, b.1866. Have any of you got any Beatrix Potter original postcards lying around the attic? If so, you’re rich, as far as I’m concerned. Some people recently found four cards in their attic that were illustrated and signed by Ms. Potter herself, and they’re supposed to sell for some phenomenal sum.

I think those are two rather nice people with whom to share a birthdate, don’t you?

Friday’s Center of the Blogosphere

Jen Robinson has a new list of 175 Cool Boys of Chidren’s Literature. Check it out.

The teacher-bloggers at A Year of Reading are compiling a list of Cool Teachers of Children’s Literature. Go over and add your contributions.

What fun! Google has a tool that can translate your blog from English into several other languages. Or if you come across a German blog that you want to read, Google translates it into English for you. I had my blog translated into Spanish, and I don’t know how readable the electronic translation was, but it seemed understandable, but a little rocky, to me. I wonder how that last sentence would translate. ¿Cómo una piedra?
HT: Kim at Hiraeth

Amanda Witt writes, lovingly and poignantly, about a relative who has Alzheimer’s. Also, from Amanda, you always have a choice. I quoted Edith Schaeffer about this very issue a few days ago, and Amanda says it again. We are finite human beings. We make choices. We can’t do everything, have everything, but we can have something, do something, create something. Make a choice and live it to the fullest.

New Meme: Saturday Review

Thanks to Shannon at Rocks in My Dryer and her Works for Me Wedneday meme, I just had an idea for a new meme or blog round-up or something. Anyway, I’m going to try it out and see how it works. Saturdays are slow days around the blog world, but Saturday would be a great day for catching up on book reviews by various bloggers that were posted during the week. So, this Saturday, if you have a review of a book that you posted sometime this week, and you would like to get more attention for that book review, come to Semicolon and add your link to the Mr. Linky thing-a-ma-jig that will be in my post entitled Saturday Review. Only one book review per blog per week. Then, go read everybody else’s book reviews. Because we all need to add to our list of books to read –or not read.

Oh, let’s try to put the name of the book or an abbreviated title in parentheses after your name so that people will know what book they’re going to read about. It seems to be working for Shannon, but she says no more than four words in the parentheses.

Write those reviews (or book thoughts, if you prefer to keep it informal). See you Saturday.

I’m feeling vulnerable. What if I throw a Saturday Review party and no one comes? Leave me a comment if you plan to participate this Saturday.

To This Great Stage of Fools: Born July 27th

Today is the birthday of author Christina Bjork (b. 1938), author of the beautiful book, Linnea in Monet’s Garden. In the book, Linnea, a young girl, and her neighbor, Mr. Blom, get to visit Paris and Giverny and see the places where Monet created his paintings. The book is a wonderful introduction to impressionist art and to the work and life of Claude Monet.

Also, Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc was born July 27, 1870. (I love these long names I sometimes find for familiar authors. Why do most people nowadays only have three, or even just two, names?) Belloc was a devout Catholic and for a while, a Fabian, friend to both G.B. Shaw and G.K. Chesterton. As the three men debated Fabianism and socialism and Distributism in the press, GBS wrote a famous essay in which he called his two friends “the Chesterbelloc,” implying that Belloc did the thinking for the pair and led Chesterton astray. Later in their lives, Belloc and Shaw had little to do with each other, but Shaw and Chesterton remained “friendly enemies” all their lives. I missed Shaw’s birthday yesterday on the 26th.

Belloc on parental authority:

As between the Family and the State, Catholic doctrine is fixed. The family is the unit. The parent is the natural authority (auctoritas auctoris). The State is secondary to the family, and especially in the matter of forming a child’s character by education. Now here the State of today flatly contradicts Catholic doctrine. It says to the parent, “What you will for your child must yield to what I will. If our wills are coincident, well and good. If not, yours must suffer. I am master.” At least, so the State speaks to the poorer parent; to the richer it is more polite.

This quotation is directly applicable to the controversy over Abraham Cherrix and his and his parents’ decisions about Abraham’s cancer treatment. I wonder if the Cherrix family has money and that’s why they’ve managed to buck the government so far, or if they’re relatively poor and that’s why the state is giving them such a hard time. Either way, the government judges and social workers are wrong to intervene in what is essentially a family decision.

Paul Laurence Dunbar, b.1872. Here’s a favorite poem by Dunbar that my mom used to read to me.