“Mom! I just heard the word hierarchy on tv! My words are following me.” Sean came running into the kitchen with this pronouncement last night.
For the past month, we’ve been studying a list of obscure spelling words, at least, they’re obscure to a 9 year old. He can spell meistersinger, nachtmusik, and quixote. Tomorrow he stands against about 35 spelling bee champions for his shot at the national finals in Washington, DC. I’ve been telling folks we’re just trying to live up to the stereotype. Homeschoolers are supposed to win spelling bees, right?
A funny thing happened along the way. He started tuning his ear to hear these words in daily life. It’s like buying a maroon Tahoe and then suddenly seeing maroon Tahoes on every street and parking lot. He spotted eiderdown and belladonna in a biography. He found automaton in a modern day Greek myth (Percy Jackson and the Olympians by Rick Riordan…you should definitely read this series!). He’d never known them before, but he owns them now. They’re HIS words. And they follow him everywhere.
Maybe they’ll follow him to Washington. Maybe not. All I know is the studying has paid off in terms of real learning. He’s already a champ.