The boys have continued with their teleschooling as schools in Missouri have been closed for the rest of the year. They’ve been a little, erm, lax about turning in their work on time, but that’s not really been much of a change since the teleschooling began.
One of the young men was charged with creating a model of the ear for his science class, and he of course did not begin it until the week after it was due. He built a small model out of Sculpey and pipe cleaners, but the first try was rejected, and he built it again. Which was accepted.
Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, we can use it in our art history unit on Van Gogh.
You know, that gag worked better on Facebook. Just the picture and the punchline. BOOM!
Meanwhile, tonight’s poem tying into history courtesy Blogodidact. Concord Hymn by Ralph Waldo Emerson:
Sung at the Completion of the Battle Monument, July 4, 1837
By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
Their flag to April’s breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattled farmers stood
And fired the shot heard round the world.The foe long since in silence slept;
Alike the conqueror silent sleeps;
And Time the ruined bridge has swept
Down the dark stream which seaward creeps.On this green bank, by this soft stream,
We set today a votive stone;
That memory may their deed redeem,
When, like our sires, our sons are gone.Spirit, that made those heroes dare
To die, and leave their children free,
Bid Time and Nature gently spare
The shaft we raise to them and thee.
Now, if I can only put my thumb on them long enough to get them to finish their papers on lessons learned from the autobiographies of Ben Franklin and Frederick Douglass.
