"In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world." –John 16:33

Year: 2006 Page 2 of 15

Thankfulness for stress and sadness

We started a new read aloud book yesterday. The House of Sixty Fathers is about China in the late 1930’s shortly after Japan invaded. A young boy gets separated from his family and must find his way back to them with only his lucky pig for company. The first chapter last night got us off to a great start. Again, Kelly read the book to herself a couple of years ago when she was in fifth grade and recommended that we read it aloud now as it is part of Christian’s curriculum.

She said, “It made me cry once, but it is a great book.”

The best of the books have made us cry. I think that is a lot like life itself. The stressful situations that make us cry are the ones that make us grow. We got a nice note from a couple of our dear friends in Texas yesterday congratulating Kelly for winning the VFW essay contest. It got us to talking about our time there, how well we were treated, and how much we love the people and the time we had with them. The move to Texas was really put quite a stress on our family in many ways, but none of us would trade the experience for anything. We made some wonderful new friends and reconnected with some old ones. We felt a sense of community there that is truly rare and to be highly valued. The people there were not perfect, but they cared for each other and loved to be together. How much better can it get than that. We would not have experienced that community if we would not have gone through the stress of the move. Even the sadness of leaving at the end of our stay was a small price to pay for the kindnesses shown to us.

Nothing Much to Say

You know, it’s hard to write about stuff when DAD covers everything there is to know about everything so I think I’m just going to talk about school. I’m studying World History, just out of the French and American Revolutions. It is quite interesting. In fact I’m reading a book about a boy in French Canada who decides to be a “voyageur” on a canoing trip. I’m reading another book about a boy in London who discovers Methodists. Math is good. Science is interesting. Writing and Poetry are awesome. Grammar and vocabulary are good too. I got a couple of nice e-mails from my friend Alyssa who I met at convention. I haven’t seen her in a long time! I hope that they will come up to convention next year! (Oh Alyssa, my birthday is March 27 if you are reading this!) Well that’s about it.
Kelly

Getting ready for the holidays

Grandpa Lauro and Grandma Conchita will be here in just under three weeks. The whole family is excited for them to be here. School is out for Lorena after today for over a month. Many in the neighborhood have put up their Christmas lights and the weather has turned decidedly colder. It surely is starting to feel like the holiday season. My goal is for this year is to cook a great turkey. I think I am going to try to do one for dinner for all the grandparents on December 23, and then another for New Year’s Eve at the Joyce’s. Last time I heard, we were still invited, but who knows, they might be getting fed up with such an opinionated and obstreperous crowd as us.

Kelly wins the VFW writing contest

Here is the letter Kelly received yesterday from the VFW.  She wrote a wonderful essay on “Citizenship” that she will read at the next meeting.  Her essay will now go on to the regional contest.

Another day off at the government school

We have a bridal shower and a marriage reception tonight. Kelly has a piano festival in Salem and Christian is scheduled to solicit cans for a cub scout Christmas food drive on Saturday. Of course, we have a couple of church meetings on Sunday. Lorena has her math final on Monday. Christian has cub scout meetings on Monday and Tuesday. Kelly has piano lessons and both the kids have swim team practice on Tuesday. Meanwhile the local government school kids have another day off today. Our homeschool has currently been in session for two and half weeks longer than the government school and we started at about the same time only three months ago. Sometimes I think those kids are home more than ours; It is an amazing thing. There are some nice families in our neighborhood. Of the families that have school aged kids, both parents work in all of them. It seems to be quite a struggle for those families when the schools are closed because they depend on them as a baby-sitting service. I just do not see how some of them do it. With the low quality of education, inconvenience of so few school days in the year, and the bad socialization, a parent has to make a herculean effort and many compromises to raise children in the government school system. Doing it well must be close to impossible. Our family just could not meet those challenges and raise our kids the way we would like, but we are truly amazed by those who try.

Robot, computer, and investment stuff

Christian showed me his last Lego NXT creation yesterday. It is a scorpion that walks around and stings stuff. If he has time to email me a photo or a video of the thing, I will put it up here on the website (Note to Christian: Get your all of your homework finished before doing this!). It was one of the example projects in the manual, but he wrote and used his own programs. There are several other things he can make and program, but he is getting to the point where it would be great for him to program it with something other than the point and click software that comes with the Lego NXT. His latest innovation is that he set up the computer and the robot controller so they can communicate over Bluetooth, so he no longer has to connect to the computer with a serial port. Christian is far enough along in his C# programming tutorials now that I think the next step will be to get him programming the robot controller using C#. He has downloaded the SDK (software development kit) from Microsoft), so I think I can get him going with a minimal amount of hand-holding. The biggest issue is getting the programs download from the PC to the controller.

As for my programming projects, I have decided to port my stock picking program from C# mono to C++. The stock picking program implements the methods described in Joel Greenblatt’s book The Little Book that Beats the Market. The methods are what I would call conservative methods for long-term investors; Day traders need not apply. I am doing the port for two reasons. The technical reason is that I do not know if C# will have much of a future in the Linux world and I love programming in C++ using QT and KDevelop. The second reason as that I plan to use the program and the book next year as a homeschool program to teach Kelly and Christian about investing. I blogged, earlier, about making stock picks. The first two stocks I picked with the program are spectacularly bad–I actually had one of the two formulas upside down in my program when I picked those stocks. The subsequent six stocks I picked with the program are fabulous. I am just doing dry trading (tracking the stocks only without buying any). Of course, I am going to run this for at least a year and a half longer before we start putting anything into it for real. That will give the kids a year of practice and the program two years of testing.

After an average of nine months in the market, a $6000 pretend investment in the S&P 500 is up $559 for an annual growth rate of almost 12.5%. Program picked stocks purchased at exactly the same time as the S&P 500 investment have returned $1110 for an annual growth rate of over 24.5%. We are in a growth market, but this is not an inauspicious start. Most of all, though, it will be a fun way for the kids to learn about investing for the long haul while they are learning about business at the same time.

The R Desert Times Kids ;-)

When our worker Kent Williston was staying at our house a couple of months ago he showed us a really cool newsletter made by these kids in Arizona. It was called the R Desert Times. We showed him our Kaktus Kids and he gave us the suggestion of writing to the “R Desert Times Kids” We did and have been corresponding ever since. (in fact the “R Desert Times Kids might be reading this right now) .  :-)  That was neat to make friends with some home schooled kids who also make a publication just like us!

Yesterday I went swimming and they timed me for a nonstop 200 lengths freestyle swim. (Oh the pain) But the good news is we only do that once a month and try to beat our time each month. The bad news is you have to dive into the pool and I haven’t really mastered that technique yet. 🙂 Tonight we have Bible study at the Myers’s house. I had better get back to work! Adios to Everyone for now!

Change

Kelly and I had a great discussion yesterday about change while Lorena and Christian were off at their cub scout meeting. I remember when I was young that I was often sad that time was passing so quickly. I was afraid I was missing out on something or that I had not done what I should have done at certain stages in my life. It is funny that it took me until middle age to realize that that kind of thinking is a waste of time. It is one thing to want to make the best of the time we have, but entirely another to let our love for the past prevent us from moving into the future. I think the fact that Kelly has had such a wonderful childhood increases her angst, because she does not want to lose that joy. I am hardly one to talk about such things because I had much the same feelings.

It is amazing that it took me so long to realize that the very best we can do at any stage of our life is to love everything possible about our life. Right now, I have lots of responsibilities that would have paralyzed me fifteen years ago. They are not much different than the responsibilities of others who are at the same place in life as I, but I worry about them a lot. I would not give them up for anything. I love my age and the place God has given me. I think I learned that attitude from Grandpa Milo. He was in some very ugly and difficult situations, many, if not most, of his own doing. Nevertheless, he struggled on and enjoyed life. He took the attitude that how he got into any situation was not as relevant as the fact that he was there and it was a waste of time to bemoan how life was treating him. I am sure he is a much wiser man for having had to extricate himself from such difficulties.

One time when I was feeling sorry for myself he told me a story about when he was in the Army. It was during the Korean War and he had just finished Basic Training in Alabama. He had borrowed a car to go visit some friends from church who lived way out in the country. The car had a flat tire out in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night in an Alabama rainstorm that is a harder rain than we in the Pacific Northwest ever experience. He felt sorry for himself for awhile, but then it dawned on him that at that time the next day, he would be in a warm bed. When I get worried about where I am and any current difficulty, I often think of that.

Dietary considerations

Lorena and I both generally drink a cola drink every day. Lorena drinks regular Coke and I drink Caffeine Free Diet Coke.  As I was driving in to work this morning, I heard a commentary about cola drinks. It seems that cola drinks are very bad for women’s bones. Even in small amounts, the occurrence of osteoporosis increases dramatically. The study showed that, even if a woman drinks a lot of milk with her colas, she is way worse off than those who did not drink cola. When I got into work, I did a search for articles about the study on the internet. I found a good article here. Speaking about a study published in the American Journal of Clinical Nutrition, it starts out by saying, “Their study of 2,500 people revealed drinking cola was linked with low bone mineral density in women regardless of their age or calcium intake.” I called Lorena after I read the article and we agreed that we are going to try to drop cola drinks from our diet. The article also suggested that it is important for women to drink plenty of milk and eat lots of dark leafy greens (like spinach) and beans. The benefits of such a diet are greatly diminished in terms of the prevention of osteoporosis with the regular intake of even small amounts of cola.

WOW! What a Thanksgiving!

Literally EVERYONE showed up for our Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday.  It was ball, but we were running HARD for three days to make it all happen and then to clean up afterwards.  This is really the first time we used our new kitchen for a big event.  We had twenty seven people there and it went great!  We a postmortem on Friday and realized that we did way more work than was necessary and we had way too much food.  The turkey was a little dry.  We went on and on about the little things that we could do better next time.  The new kitchen saved us, but it also created a new problem because that is where everyone just hung out.  It was a great learning experience.  Next year, we are going to organize the food a LOT better.  I am sure we will find more ways to improve next year, too.  I think we are going to try to hire someone on Friday to help clean up if we have the money.

On Saturday, we drove to George, Washington for a special meeting of our church.  One of our ministers from Mexico who had been in Lorena’s area when she was growing preached and we had a chance to sit and talk to him for a half an hour or so.  It was great.  We met a whole bunch of new people.  The only down side was that we had to miss the second meeting because we were afraid we would get stuck up on Satus Pass on the way home if we did not leave early.  It was a pretty good idea.  It was little icy on top of the pass at 4:00 PM.  It would have been really ugly if we waited until later.  There was snow on the ground in Albany when we got up this morning and the Washington and Oregon DOT websites showed lots of snow and ice between here and Yakima.

Cornell note taking system

The FreshMeat website features a list of newly released, open source software.  I periodically browse through the site to see if there is anything new and interesting.  Earlier today, I found a link to a piece of software named Notalon.  Their website describes the application as one that is “designed to make taking Cornell notes faster and easier. It is written specifically for the task of taking Cornell notes, unlike a word processor.”  I had never heard of Cornell Notes, so I looked that up on the internet and found something that was very cool.  It is a method for taking notes in a class.  There is a good little explanation of how to take Cornell Notes at lifehacker.  I think I am going to have Kelly and Christian start taking hand-written notes at Sunday afternoon gospel meetings.  I am going to start doing that myself, too.  Then on Mondays we can do the post sermon review to finish the notes.  It will be great practice for when they get to college!  Of course, in college they can use a laptop computer to take notes for most of the classes.  I do not think it would work very well to use a computer for chemistry or math classes because of all the symbols, but the format still works and it would be great for just about everything else.  It almost makes me want to go back to college.  Almost.

CHRISTMAS SONGS!!!

It’s wonderful!  It’s terrific! It’s spectacular!  It’s astounding!  94.5 FM already has Christmas songs!  ‘Tis the season!  Hurrah!  Have a wonderful day and don’t forget to turn on the radio for great classic Christmas songs!  Boy this just about made my day!

Thanksgiving!!! (is almost here)

Christian and I cannot wait for Thanksgiving (even though this is probably the third time we have cleaned up the bonus room). 🙂 We are making special little books for our cousins. These books are traditions now. This is Julia’s third book and Kylee and Charlie’s first book. They contain “versions” of the subject. So in Kylee’s book there could be rock ‘n’ roll Kylee, Santa Kylee, turkey Kylee, Martha Stewart Kylee, anything! They are really fun to make. We are also looking forward to seeing Julia. I don’t think I have seen her in two years! I wish she was staying a little bit longer. And Tim, David, and Valerie Meecum are coming! They are cool. Miss Turbone and a friend are coming. Tony, Martha, and Josh are coming. Lot’s of people! Christian and I will be making the ambrosia salad I think, and we will be setting the table, putting together some of the cold vegetables, and other odd jobs that Mom and Dad don’t feel like doing. 🙂

A couple of interesting articles

I found a couple of very interesting articles yesterday. They pretty much speak for themselves. The first one, I found in an article by J.P. Holding responding to a silly, but widely read little book titled Letter to a Christian Nation by Sam Harris. The second is an article in World Magazine that now that secularists have lost the argument about the truth of Christianity, they are now trying to argue that Christianity is evil. Alone, each of the articles is very interesting. Together they make a powerful statement.

Update:  And here is a third that also seems to fit:  Atheism Kills, Jesus Saves — H.T. Free Republic
 

Lots of Thanksgiving preparation

Homeschool day 62 of 180
Government school day 51 of 170

We are having around 25 people over for Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday. Lorena is working really hard and has done a stellar job of getting ready (Thank goodness for my dear wife!). The house is almost ready. We have a new table and will bring in some chairs to make up for what we do not have from Jim and JoAnn because their big party is not until Saturday (Thank goodness for the Waldos, again!). The turkey and the ham are bought. I have to cook them and will do a little investigation about that tonight as I we have never before used our convection oven to do such a thing (Thank goodness for the internet!). Aunt Julia is bringing pies and Aunt Jean is bringing her famous cinnamon rolls (Thank goodness for sisters who know how to cook desserts–or, in Aunt Julia’s case, buy them at CostCo! It should be noted that Aunt Julia is an establish cook of some renown, just too busy to cook for the next month or so.). If he gets over his flu, Grandpa Milo will be here with his signature fruit plate and whirlwind organizing influence. Grandma Sarah is making the stuffing and the green beans (Thank goodness for experience). Uncle Ron and Aunt Wonlyn are bringing a vegetarian dish that we will combine with Portobello mushrooms for the vegetarians among us (Thank goodness for some very interesting eats and good company to help make and eat them!).

There is much more, too. We are glad Lorena’s cousin Martha and her husband Tony and son Josh will be with us this year along with our cousins Tim and David Mecum and David’s wife Valerie. All the cousins on the Chapman side will be there–Amy (with husband Mark), Charlie, Julia (with a friend from Dartmouth), and Kylee (maybe with one of her school friends). Our good friend Warren (Miss Turbone) will be there with his friend Isabel from Miami, too. We should be able to eat ourselves sick and be thankful for it all!

Sleepover at Skyler’s

On Friday I went to a little sleepover at my friend Skyler’s house.  It was… interesting, but I had fun.  I brought my special hair book and we all went into the living room to do hair.  We were talking about what we were going to be when we grew up.

One girl said, “I wanted to be an orthodontist, but I found out that you have to go to school for like, seven years.”

I said, “So what do you want to do now?”

“Well, I think I’d rather marry an orthodontist than be one. That’s what I want to do.”

And then everyone started talking about what their weddings were going to be like and that they were going to get married in only seven years and they had better start planning. Then they talked about middle school. I didn’t know half the things that they were talking about so Skyler interrupted everyone to let them know that I had a “sheltered” life.  Uggghh… They were also listening to this awful “hip hop” thing. They asked me what my favorite music was.

“Enya, Hayley Westenra, and Classical,” I replied.

Everyone was silent for a little bit.  But fortunately I have Skyler.

She said “I LOVE Enya! This stuff is not really my FAVORITE.”

I had lots of fun though. One girl came at nine just when all the other girls started doing this weird psychological brain trick game. The new girl was very nice and noticed that I didn’t like the trick. She took me into the kitchen for some candy. I found out that she just quit the swim team a couple of years ago. She gave me some tips on how to do a good dive and she told me that she might join the team again. That was a good point of the sleepover. I did have fun, but if I had a sleepover then it would be a little different. 🙂

Homeschool (false) pride

Homeschool day 61 of 180
Government school day 50 of 170

We homeschool because we love to see our children learn those things we value. We pulled them out of government school because they were taught values we did not hold. Among those values we abhor is the idea that a child should have high self esteem regardless of whether he possesses qualities that warrant such esteem. That concept was promoted with religious fervor at the school our children attended. Pride in wrong things is an insidious evil. There is a problem amongst many of us in the homeschool community that is similar in nature to the self esteem problem endemic in the American government school systems.

This is our fourth year of homeschool, our third in a row. When we pulled our children out of the local government school, we felt like we had just quit hammering ourselves on the foot. The pain of government school soon started to ebb. Our children started learning to be nice again. They were learning their academic material with joy and at a fast pace. Of course, we worried about that old canard that homeschool students are not as well “socialized” as their government school counterparts, so we got involved with a local homeschool group. There were some very nice people in the group.

It was a fairly typical homeschool group. The parents were well educated and fairly religious. They wanted the best for their children, so they decided to homeschool them. They met up with other families of like mind to start play groups, drama clubs, sports teams, choirs, shared classes, and those sorts of things. These are not bad things, but we saw a dynamic we did not understand very well at first. I suppose this dynamic is similar in nature to that of other early adopters of new (or newly reacquired) social constructs. Dramatic improvements are realized in the lives of the people who embrace the new idea. The new social construct takes on a life of its own and becomes an end onto itself. Homeschool becomes the greater good, replacing improved education, values, and socialization for the children. The homeschool parents take great pride in their own works. The accomplishments of the children are the manifestation of the great good being wrought on them by the way the parents implement their homeschool.

Now, when the children fail to perform at the desired level, the parent’s pride takes a personal hit. The performance of the children is a direct reflection on the accomplishment of the parent in their implementation of the new idea. The children learn that performance is everything. If the children do not perform, the pride of the parent takes a hit. It reminds me of stories about getting toddlers into the right preschool so they can get into the right kindergarten so they can get into the right elementary school, all the way up to the right MBA program all for the pride of the parent. If the children do not get into the right school, the parent has failed. There is an equivalent to phenomenon in the homeschool community. The pride of the parent becomes more important than the well-being of the child.

This becomes particularly sad when the parents become so involved with the homeschool community that the children’s sense of security begins to suffer. Cliques form. The parent must stay very involved in the homeschool community so their child will have the lead role in the play, the right solo in the choir, the right position on the basketball team. In some senses, it can be even worse than in the government school system. At least in the government school system, someone else can be blamed if a child does not get the right role in the play. For those homeschool parents who have bought into the idea that homeschool is an end onto itself, there is nowhere else to place the blame other than on themselves. The situation can get quite desperate.

This pride can feed on itself in these groups. There is a dynamic that manifests itself in discussions within the groups that feature the thought that “God, I thank thee, that I am not as other men are…” The homeschool groups can become an intemperate revelry of self-congratulations. Great pride is taken in the effort of the homeschool parent to give something better to their children than they are getting in other academic environments. Joy in the children decreases as pride in the effort of the parent increases.

The answer, of course, is the realization that homeschool is no more the answer to the well-being of the child than government or private school. Investment in the process can easily get in the way of the well-being of the child in either environment. There is not a whole lot of difference between the homeroom parent at a public school who is so involved in helping the school that they ignore their children and the homeschool parent so involved in the process and implementation of their system that they too ignore their children. They take so much pride in their own efforts that the needs of the children become secondary.

Humility and unselfish love are the only antidotes. I know my hands are not clean in this either; note the first two lines in italics at the top of this post.

Swimming, swimming, swimming, more swimming, and babysitting

Yesterday night we went to the pool for another day of swim team practice. I was doing all right (though a little bit slow) nearly the whole time but then we came to the diving practice. You all know that I’m an exceptional diver and that I am very talented and all that. I guess this time my talents failed me. My stomach and head hurt so hard after I was done I nearly fainted 🙂 It was fun though! My coach was nice, she was teaching me how to do a perfect dive (which you all know I can do. It just wasn’t my day 😉 ) And the children were all kind. I’m actually having lots of fun!

I forgot to post the other day when I went baby sitting about an incident that I had had with a little girl there. Boy is she a handful. The whole time her arm hurt and we had to take her upstairs to her mother at least 80 times. Finally, the girl who was helping me, Rachelle, said no to her going upstairs. Sidney, the little girl, went into a tantrum. Rachelle got her calmed down after a while but pretty soon Sidney went into tantrums again. Rachelle was busy with the other kids so I went down to talk to Sidney. “Where does it hurt?” I said, and she jabbed her finger at her arm.

“Right HERE and my tummy hurts tooooooo!!!”

“Do you want to color?”, I asked “NO!!”, Sidney shouted.

After a little bit of coaxing I got her to color with me and then I went off to help Rachelle while Sidney colored. After maybe three or four minutes Sidney started bawling again. It seems another little girl had accidentally hit her lightly in the stomach.

“WAAAAH!!! I WANNA GO WITH MOOOOOMMMY!!!!”

I asked Sidney if she wanted to color again, “NO!” she replied angrily.

I got out the Winnie the Pooh coloring book and started to color Kanga’s scarf while humming a little tune. The other children soon joined me and we all had a terrific time coloring Kanga and Roo ice skating.

“Oh I’m having LOTS of fun, are you guys having lots of fun?” I asked the other kids.

“YES!!” they all said.

Sidney stopped snuffling. “Can I color too?” she asked.

“No, I thought you didn’t want to color!” I replied.

“But I really, really want to!” Sidney pouted.

“Sidney, I thought you said you didn’t want to color!”

“But I really, really, REALLY want to!”

I let her color and for the rest of the night, Sidney didn’t give us any trouble.

Thanksgiving last year in Texas

Homeschool day 60 of 180 (One third of the way done. WOO-HOO!)
Government school day 49 of 170

We are going to have the family Thanksgiving at our house this year. There will be lots of aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends at the house for dinner–about 30 in all. We were not together for Thanksgiving last year. I was in Texas while Lorena was here trying to get the house sold. I was pretty sad to be away from my family, but actually had a very, very nice time at a community Thanksgiving there. Many of the people with whom I met for Wednesday night bible study and Sunday morning fellowship meeting did not originally come from Texas. One of them, Ray Nerpel, rented the hall in the housing community where he lived and invited everyone who did not have family to go there for a Thanksgiving dinner potluck. At that dinner, I started getting just a small picture of what a tight-knit community my family was going to enter when they got to Texas a couple of weeks later.

There were the Larsons from Minnesota and Michigan, the Nerpels from one of the Dakotas, the Krigbaums from Canada and Oregon, the Parrishes from California, etc. etc. They were rich and poor, blue and white collar, and of every type of personality you can imagine. All of them welcomed me to the party with open arms. All we did was sit around, talk, eat, and watch the kids play. It was not about what we were doing, but the fellowship we enjoyed. It was an exceptional group of people who had no other connection than their love of Christ. What I did not know is that this group did not just get together for church meetings and special occasions. They got together whenever they got the chance and everyone was included. I was in Texas for only six months this time and the family was there for only three, but we feel a great debt of gratitude to those people for the example they gave to us in their hospitality and kindness in including them in their “family”.

Claymation #2 – Square Knot



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