The difference a day makes

The journey through homeschooling high school never bores me.  Sometimes I feel like I’m running just to keep up with my kids, and sometimes I feel more like I’m pushing molasses uphill.  In between, I just pray and try to catch my breath.

Last week, after many weeks of studying world history and preparing for the Western Civilizations 1 CLEP exam (a study punctuated occasionally by arguments, realizations that we were behind schedule, and rash proclamtions of being able to finish the material in a few days), my junior son Cam sat in front of the computer on the night before his course final exam – the looming CLEP test.  His first chance to earn college credits, and my opportunity to get a cold, objective measurement of our home education program measured against college standards. 

We were both discouraged.  He’d yet to pass any of the practice CLEP tests.  I saw us getting further and further behind in his studies and really needed to move on from the CLEP preparation to SAT preparation, another looming deadline.  He complained that history was boring.  He said he hated studying alone and didn’t want to attempt any more CLEP tests.  His dad said he wouldn’t pay for the test if there was no assurance of passing.

The next morning, Cam stomped two practice exams and persuaded dad to let him try.  Test taken on schedule.  Test passed.  Son overwhelmed with relief to have survived this hurdle and a little humbled realizing that one more missed question would’ve resulted in failure – the score was that close.

Today, Cam loves CLEP tests.  He can’t wait to take the next one.  He’s ready to tackle the SAT and then the Freshman College Comp CLEP in a single bound.  He’s even considering taking Western Civ 2 because Western Civ 1 was “kinda interesting.”   Seriously?  History is “kinda interesting”?  Was it the passing score on a test or the DQ Butterfinger Blizzard that made it interesting?

Emotions and perspectives are whipping around like roller coasters.  But I don’t have time to catch my breath now.  We’re moving fast again.  I’ll schedule breathing for June or July.

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My kids performing at 4-H Share the Fun


I’m so proud of my kids who worked really hard on their performing arts competitions for 4-H.  My daughter did a choreographed routine, a sign language interpretation of Fireflies by Owl City.  It was her first ever public performance of ASL since she started taking a class this year.  Her group won 2nd place and was asked to perform for the awards ceremony.  Afterwards, they were invited to come perform for a neighboring county’s 4-H fall banquet as an ambassador to inspire kids from that county to become involved in the performing arts. 

My oldest son competed in the senior vocal category and placed 3rd.  He’s a veteran of musical theater, but this was his first singing competition. 

I love watching them try new things and grow.  Being recognized as a success is a bonus.