Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Animal Grossology

Science Club crew
Today we went to the Animal Grossology exhibit at the North Carolina Museum of Natural Sciences in downtown  Raleigh.  with a few of the girls from Zoë's Science Club.  I know how to identify a venomous snake from a nonvenomous snake although that has nothing to do with the exhibit, but I'm hugely thankful for Vardell's identification lesson since our backyard seems to be a breeding ground for brown snakes.  I bought a great book, too: "A Guide to the Snakes of North Carolina, by Michal E. Dorcas.  I also bought his other book "The Frogs and Toads of North Carolina.  It's a field guide and contains a good CD narrated by Dorcas.  Vardell says he has both and highly recommends them.  We listened to it on the way home and loved hearing the different calls.  That poor bullfrog in distress!  It's the first one on the CD and it's a little alarming.    Turns out they make this screeching sound when they're being eaten by a water snake.  Dorcas says it to alert other predators who will then see the snake and want to eat it, causing the snake to drop the frog.


The exhibit was based on Sylvia Branzei's books called "Animal Grossology".  Really clever exhibit.  Lots of facts about flies, slugs, slime, smells and of course, poo.  I told Donna I loved the smell of skunk after she whiffed the hole where you smell it.   Then I sniffed it and almost felt ill. I like it from a distance.  The cockroach emits a maraschino cherry smell.  Pleasant surprise there.
How a cow burps. 

Zoë really enjoyed herself.  She wrote this summary:

"Today I went to a Grossology exhibit.  I went with Delaney, Cassidy and Amey.  When I went inside the exhibit I saw lots of games and kids!  My favorite game was....Animal Grossology!  It is a game that tests you on what you've learned from the other games.  Two things I've learned today are: Cats cough up furballs because of grooming themselves and dogs sniff each others' butts to find out who they are. "


Might have to make these one day. 

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Brazil

So we're sitting in the classroom.  I'm folding laundry and Zoë's just finished up a bunch of math work and now she's redesigning a Calico Critters house.   We're listening to Brazilian Girls Radio on Pandora because Zoë's has just entered a Geography Fair and Brazil is her country of study.   Massive Attack from Moby comes on and I mention how that's interesting this song is on a Brazilian radio station, too.  I love the song and play it often.   Apparently it's big in Brazil, too.

As usual, Zoë has something to say about the music.

"I like this song and I kind of like listening to other kinds of music other than the stuff on the radio.   I mean, American music is all about about a ton of people falling in love, getting drunk and going to clubs.  Don't include the Black Eyed Peas though.  Except for "Humps." Brazil's music is smooth and kind of jazzy, she says.

Thanks, Zoë.  I think you've got something there.  Funny, but a little disturbing, too.  I think about explaining to her that Kesha's songs are not good ones to follow, but Zoë already knows this.  She's just sharing an observation like she always does.   I have no worries.

 We're now listening to "Your Love" by Pancha Massive.   So glad she chose Brazil.   I can see the unit study possibilities: brazilian food, videos, music, art, dance, science, math, geography and history.  There's a Brazilian steakhouse in Raleigh and Durham...

I really love teaching and learning along with her.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Welcome to Zoë's Room

The Art Section
The Signature Section. 
The Poetry Section





Zoë's poem: "If I could be a Bird"

Zoë tries on her flower Valentine from Delaney

The Girls' Science Club on Valentine's Day

Friday, February 11, 2011

Fridays are the best.

Zoë is turning a shoebox into a Valentine's Day box to hold the cards she'll get from her Science Club friends this Monday.  I'm cutting out words for the Bingo Grammar game I'm making.  The rabbit is eating some hay in the cage next to my desk.  The guinea pigs are in the cage next to Zoe and they're snoozing after eating this morning's kale, carrots and apples.  Max is lying on the rug in the exact place where the sun shines through.  He's fast asleep.  It's a very nice morning, and I'm grateful.
Zoë as a Roman girl in Ancient Rome.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Today's Poem

Snail
by Maxine Kumin

No one writes a letter to the snail.
He does not have a mailbox for his mail.
He does not have a bathtub or a rug.
There's no one in his house that he can hug.
There isn't any room when he's inside.

And yet they say the snail is satisfied.


We liked this one and wanted to share.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Confession

Homeschooling, house cleaning and hygiene...can they all get along?

We wear pajamas until 11:00 sometimes.  I won't say how long I stayed in PJs yesterday.   I will say I got dressed.  Before dark.  I think homeschooling has something to do with it.  I like the privilege getting more cosy and comfortable in my clothes, but I think Paul Bunyan's relatives are trying to kidnap me and maybe that's not a good thing.  "Wear flannel, buy a mountain retreat," they whisper.  Is this my new mantra?   I think I'm on day seven of the ponytail.  

I'm not going down that easy.

I just cut a deal with Zoë.  We can do the pajama deal every other week, but she has to be dressed for the day before noon and the same goes with me.  I do not want to sacrifice the rite of dressing, cleaning up, etc.  no more than I want a messy house.    It is as important as keeping my surrounding clean and uncluttered.    I know it's just me and Zoë many days so it's easy to go casual, but there's a fine line between casual and unkempt.  

Homeschooling, house cleaning and hygiene:   Shake and be nice to each other.



Classroom update:

Zoe and Lenny.  Oliver is in hiding.
We welcome Lenny and Butterscotch, our new guinea pigs, to Finucane Elementary.

Correction on the name Butterscotch.  Zoë has changed his name to Oliver (as in Oliver Twist).

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Happy New Year and we love you, Norman Rockwell.

We're off to a slow start at Finucane Elementary this week, but I think it's safe to say neither one of us really mind that much.   For Zoë, she's simply tired and having difficulty getting back to our routine after Christmas break.  She stayed up late and slept in almost everyday.  And I did the same.  Sleep is such a welcome, but often neglected friend so I relished the opportunity to catch up on some of it.

The break also gave me some time to reflect on our schedule and make some changes.  For starters,  I decided to cut back our time at the Learning Arbor Cooperative this semester and opted for Gym/Game day with the Cary Homeschoolers at Middlecreek Elementary.   There was a conflict, so one had to go.  Truth be told,  I'm still learning to balance our family life now that homeschooling is in the equation.   The coop requires the parents teach the classes.  Maybe next year, but definitely not ready to add more to the pot.

On that note, I signed Zoë up for a girl's Science Club.  Now THAT is way cool.  She went to her first meeting yesterday.  It's a two-hour class taught by a retired professor from UNC.   Just eight girls and they'll spend every Monday from now until May working together.  Zoë was once again, smiling ear to ear after the class.  That's when I know I did right.  I'm also happy because I get a  two hour window to catch up on my reading and writing.  I went to the Cameron Village Regional Library, about three miles away.   There's a coffee shop and Wifi.  Perfect.

I'm tired as I write this.  It was supposed to be about our field trip to the NC Museum of Art today.    The docent handed Zoë a piece of paper and asked her to draw a stick figure of the above painting.   I love that painting.  She told the kids that Norman Rockwell started drawing at a very early age.  He drew his hands.  If you can draw your hand really well, then you're on to something.  I'm going to try that out, but I'm thinking  it will still look like the ones I traced in school and turned into turkeys.  Zoë, on the other hand, nailed it.

Dinner....oops.   Hungry children await.