The Good, True and Beautiful
I'm rereading A Charlotte Mason Companion, having recently repurchased it. I loaned it out to a friend years ago, and have missed it since. In chapter four, Karen Andreola shares this poem called The Book Our Mothers Read by John Greenleaf Whittier. Looking back upon our homeschooling years, I'm grateful that I found a gentle philosophy of schooling that emphasized the good, true and beautiful. This foundation has made a world of difference. And even though I struggle through these adolescent years, I know that the time I spent reading the Bible and beautiful stories to my children formed them into the people they are today. I do find this season of home educating with a middle schooler and high schoolers to be unsatisfying in many ways. I am met with resistance on just about everything. My ideals are suffering. If I had my way, we would still be doing read alouds, art and music studies, nature walks, the whole of it. But how much of that is my own unwillingness to accept the
