Sunday, November 23, 2014

Losing My Ability...




I seem to have lost my ability to sleep during the early hours of the morning. I have become nocturnal like our three cats. Poppy, Sammy and Jenny chase each other around the house at 1 am, while I lie awake thinking.

This morning I did more than think. I wrote 6 blog posts. In my head. The ideas came out of the dark, thick and fast. I got excited. These stories will wake up my blog, I thought. Maybe Uglemor will pop over and read them. Later today I'll get out my computer and write them all down.

All day I've been trying to write those stories. But I can't find the right words. The ones I keep choosing are wearing their lead shoes on the wrong feet. They keep falling flat on the ground.

I seem to have lost my ability to write.

I am reminded of the day I lost my ability to speak. That was at our son Thomas' wake. I knew what I wanted to say. My brain formed the words but my mouth refused to cooperate. Friends assured me it didn't matter. I didn't have to talk. But it did matter. It mattered a lot. I wanted to speak, tell people how I was feeling, but I couldn't.

Likewise, I want to write but I can't. 

I hate writing. I just want to throw writing over the cliff and be rid of it. I want to give up the struggle. Be free. Get my life back. No more searching for the right words. There's only one problem.

I love writing. 

Uglemor, I don't have a story after all. I'm sorry about that. How about some photos instead?

These were taken last Thursday on Imogen's birthday. 




My six still-at-home children are looking over a cliff at a waterfall, which isn't very spectacular because of the lack of recent rain



And now I shall finish this not very spectacular post.

The End



Thursday, November 20, 2014

About Me, About Podcasts, About Adventures!


A picnic breakfast

I have made 13 podcasts. I never expected to make that many, and I never expected to have any listeners other than a few and encouraging friends. I guess that’s why I never introduced myself properly when I first became a podcaster. There didn’t seem to be any need to do that. My friends already know me. No explanations were needed.

But 3 months down the track, I suddenly realise there might be some listeners who don’t know much about me. So I have decided to rectify that situation by starting this week’s podcast with a belated introduction of me and my family.

During my podcast, I also tell the story of how the girls and I went to a professional audio studio to record some Rosaries for a local community radio show. I came home with some ideas on what I need to do to make my podcasts sound more professional.

And I explore this thought: is it essential that unschoolers travel the world, or at least their own country, in order to provide enough learning experiences for their children? Or can we find sufficient adventures at home? I chat a little about watching out for adventurous opportunities and relate the story of how Sophie and I had an adventure last Saturday.




Program Notes

Unschooling books and magazine

Homeschooling with Gentleness by Suzie Andres

A Little Way of Homeschooling by Suzie Andres

John Holt's magazine, Growing Without Schooling


Blog posts about having adventures

Why Picnics Are Important

My Fridge Adventure

How to Have an Unschool Adventure: No Camper Van Needed!

Bushrangers on Our Local Roads?

The Problem of Applying Sunscreen to Wet, Sandy Bodies

Do You Know What's at the End of Our Road?

Enjoying an Unexpected Little Adventure

Live Life to the Full, Have No Regrets

Resolving to Go on More Adventures

Wednesday Adventures

The Photography Girls Head into the Bush

An Adventure Hiding in Every Moment


Podcast equipment

Zoom H1 Handy Recorder

Youtube video about using the Zoom H1


Another podcast I mention

The Accidental Creative


A wombat hole!

And now onto my podcast... About Me, About Podcasting, About Adventures!




PS: I should add that I never dived to the BOTTOM of the lake to look at the map of the bush tracks. (That would have been very adventurous!) Words never come out perfectly when podcasting. The map was on a board BY the lake!



The Angels of Abbey Creek

I took the above photos while Sophie and I were having an adventure together. You can find more photos on my Stories of an Unschooling Family Facebook page.

You can find my other podcasts on my podcast page.

And you can find my children's stories on the pages of my novel, The Angels of Abbey Creek. (Would my book make a good Christmas present?)









Thursday, November 13, 2014

A Baby's Birth and Death, and Christmas (Again!)




It was our son Thomas’ birthday on Sunday. The next day was his death day. We’ve been remembering these two days for the last 15 years. Yes, Thomas would have been 15 if he hadn’t died as a baby.

I’ve been thinking about that. We’d have had another teenager in the family. Thomas probably would have been far taller than me by now. I wonder what colour his hair would have been. Who would he have looked like? What would he have been interested in?

Each year, I usually write a Thomas story as I look back on his birth and death and remember. I didn’t want to do that this year. I didn’t want to immerse myself in the sorrow and then invite sympathy from kind friends. I wanted to avoid the pain.

Then a couple of days ago, I decided I wanted to mark the occasion of Thomas’ birthday in some way after all. So I spoke about his birthday and death day in a podcast. 

I pondered the question: How do we homeschool when we are facing a huge crisis such as a death in the family? What did we do when Thomas died?

I also talked about the difficulties of facing that first Christmas without our son. I just did not want to celebrate when my heart was so heavy. 

It seems at first glance that grief and Christmas do not go together. But I’m wondering if perhaps they aren't so far apart after all. I share some thoughts on why I think Christmas is actually a season for the broken-hearted. 

I end my podcast on a lighter note, returning to the subject of a simple Christmas.



Program Notes

Blog posts about Thomas

These can all be found on my blog Stories of Grief, Love and Hope, though I have posted most of them on my Sue Elvis Writes blog as well.


Thomas' book
Grief, Love and Hope


Blog posts about grief and Christmas

Christmas: the Season for the Broken-Hearted

The Sacrifice of Christmas Shopping

Grief and an Advent Wreath

Thomas' Gifts

If Only...

Come!


Blog posts about unschooling during family crises

Homeschooling in a Crisis

Learning From Life


Kelly Casanova - Textile and Fibre Artist

Blog: Kelly Casanova

Facebook page: Kelly Casanova - Textile and Fibre Artist


Christmas gift shoe box donations

Operation Christmas Child

Sophie's video about Operation Christmas Child.





I hope you will listen to my podcast, regardless of whether you have lost a child. We all have ups and downs we have to deal with. They are part of life and we learn from them all.





The Angels of Abbey Creek


I haven't written many new blog posts recently, but I have been recording a weekly podcast.You can find all my podcasts on my podcast page.

You can find my children's stories on the pages of my novel, The Angels of Abbey Creek

And you can find my extra blog stuff on my Stories of an Unschooling Family Facebook page!


Thursday, November 6, 2014

Teenagers, Rules and Rebellion


Charlotte (17)

"My daughter will be 13 soon," says a mother. She groans: "There's trouble ahead!" The other mothers nod in sympathy. Yes, life is about to get very difficult. It always does when there's a teenager in the family.

But are teenagers really trouble? I discuss this question with my own teenage daughters, Imogen, Charlotte and Sophie, in this week's podcast.

We talk about the pressures teenagers have to face, and how a parent can unwittingly magnify those pressures. 

We discuss the practice of making lots of rules and regulations. Do rules really protect teenagers from the dangers of the outside world? Or do they drive a wedge between parents and children? Is there a better way of helping teenagers, as they move from childhood towards adulthood?

We also talk about making mistakes, the need for forgiveness, and also honesty. It's not only teenagers who need to be honest. Parents are sometimes guilty of deception too. I was. I confess this as I tell the story of how I was severely afflicted with a bad case of adult peer pressure.

I really love having teenagers in the family. I feel very connected to my older children. But it hasn't always been this way. I share a little about how I stumbled along as I parented Felicity, our first teenager

And though teenagers aren't 'trouble', some do face troubles that can overwhelm them. I end with a few words about this.

Sophie (13)


Program Notes

Blog posts about teenagers, rules and rebellion

Why I Refuse to Be My Child's Worst Nightmare

When a Parent Makes a Child's Life Unnecessarily Difficult

Teenagers Are People Too

Guiding My Children Responsibly Without Imposing Rules

What a Day Without Rules Looks Like

Imposing Rules on a Child: Is There a Better Way?

The 'Risky' Business of Trusting Children

Rules, Responsible Parenting and Radical Unschooling


Blog posts about parenting a teenager who is dealing with extra problems

My Mental Illness Series page of posts.


Blog posts about teenagers, clothes and adult peer pressure

The Jeans Wearing Rule

When a Parent Makes a Child's Life Unnecessarily Difficult


Imogen (19)

I hope you will join Imogen, Charlotte, Sophie and me for this week's podcast: Teenagers, Rules and Rebellion. It's a few minutes longer than usual. Teenagers have lots to say. (So do mothers!) You might need your knitting or something else to keep your hands busy while you listen!





The Angels of Abbey Creek



You can find my other podcasts on my podcast page.

You can find my children's stories on the pages of my novel, The Angels of Abbey Creek

And you can find my extra blog stuff on my Stories of an Unschooling Family Facebook page!





Friday, October 31, 2014

The Problem With Being an Introverted Blogger


recharging by Don, (CC BY-NC-SA 2.0)

Some days I want to delete all my blogs and Facebook pages and disappear from this online world forever. The thought of writing another post, or commenting on someone else’s blog, fills me with dread. I just don’t want to do it.

A couple of times I actually clicked onto the ‘delete’ button, and in an instant, all evidence of my online existence disappeared. I immediately became an ex-blogger. It didn’t take me very long to miss my online community. Never write another post? Perhaps I’d been a bit too hasty. Both times, I brought my blogs back from the dead, and life went on until the next crisis. Yes, I’ve had other days when I’ve just wanted to roll up my blogs, reclaim my family and retreat from the world. But I haven’t hit the ‘delete’ button again. I have learnt that the panicky overwhelming times pass. Blogging excitement and enjoyment do return.

I’ve been thinking about these up and down cycles. Why do they happen? Are they a consequence of being an introverted blogger? 

Maybe it’s not immediately obvious I'm an introvert. When you read my posts or watch one of my videos or listen to a podcast, you might assume I am very outgoing. And I am outgoing to a certain extent. In 'real' life I do like to meet up with friends and talk, but usually in small groups, and in small doses, and for short periods of time. After socialising, I need to retreat home and recharge with lots of quiet time. And if I have the choice, normally I prefer not to go out in the first place. Staying home and being creative on my own is very attractive.

In some ways, blogging is an almost perfect situation for an introvert. I can write, and make videos and podcasts, and share on my own terms. I’m in control. I can close my computer and disappear when all the associated contact with people becomes too much. At least that’s how it works in theory.

The problem is I’m not very good at ignoring my online life when I need a break. If there’s lots going on, I stick around. I continue writing and publishing posts, answering comments and emails, visiting other blogs and commenting. And I end up feeling sick inside.

There comes a point when, if I read a post on someone else’s blog,  I just can’t make myself write a comment. I creep away without leaving any evidence I’ve visited. Does this sound strange? Does anyone know what I mean? Usually at this stage, I start to feel guilty about not joining in with the blogging community. It doesn't take long before I'm declaring I no longer want to blog. I start questioning the value of what I‘m doing. Surely blogging isn't that important? I'd rather be free of all the many online things that seem to reach out and entangle me. And so I begin to think about deleting my blogs and Facebook pages and retreating forever. But of course I don’t. I am still here.

So if you notice my Facebook page hasn’t been updated for a day or two, or if you haven’t seen me on your blog for a while, I’m still around. (I might even have crept through your blog and enjoyed your posts without saying a word.) I’m just taking some time out, being invisible, being quiet.

I'm going to take some time out to be quiet this weekend. Yes, it's Friday already. It's the end of another week.

I'd like to thank everyone who has read this week's posts, commented on them and listened to my podcasts.

And a special thank you to Lucinda of Navigating By Joy, who mentioned my podcasts in her post, A week in the life of a British homeschooling family – FridayI do appreciate the mention and the link. 

Please visit Lucinda's blog to read her posts, including the spectacular science ones. I just know I would enjoy science if I lived with Lucinda. I imagine her enthusiasm is very contagious. 

So what are you going to do this weekend? Will you find some time to be quiet and recharge? I hope so!


The Angels of Abbey Creek
Image: If only I could plug myself into the electric outlet each evening, like this cat, in order to recharge! 

You can also find me on my Stories of an Unschooling Family Facebook page, unless of course, I've disappeared briefly for some quiet time! Please hop over to my page for all the extra blog stuff.



Thursday, October 30, 2014

Should a Child Be Given the Freedom to Choose?




"If children are given the freedom to do whatever they want, will they choose to do nothing at all?... Imogen, would you like to discuss this question with me, in this week's podcast?"

My nearly 20 year old daughter said, "Okay!", so I grabbed my notebook and we began brainstorming points we could talk about. Soon we had a list of additional questions:

Is anyone actually capable of ‘doing nothing at all’? 
When mothers shout, “Go and do something!” to their kids, could they actually mean “go and do something I think is valuable”?
If a child does seem to be doing not much of anything, is it okay?
Should children be made to do things they don’t like doing? 
Will children follow the easier pathway rather than the more difficult one, if given the choice?
And could it actually be essential for parents to let children choose?

Sophie heard us discussing this topic and added a few comments of her own.

"Would you like to join us for the podcast?" I asked my 13 year old daughter. She did want to be involved. So the three of us disappeared into my bedroom where my computer and microphone were all set up, to record what we hoped would be a very interesting conversation.

Did our podcast turn out to be interesting? Maybe you'd like to listen to find out!





Program Notes

Some blog posts related to my podcast











The Angels of Abbey Creek

Please visit my Stories of an Unschooling Family Facebook page for more blog stuff!

Friday, October 24, 2014

Too Short Skirts and Other Stories of My Week




On Monday it rained and so I hopped onto the treadmill, instead of heading down to the bush tracks for a run. Oh my! Treadmill running is deadly boring. I am sure one treadmill kilometre is much longer than one bush track kilometre. It seemed to take forever to run 5 K. It’s just as well I had something interesting to listen to, as I pounded away. My iPod was tuned into The Catholics Next Door podcast.

The Catholics Next Door… I’ve been turning those words over in my mind. They make me think about our neighbours. We don’t actually have any Catholics living next door. I guess we’re the Catholics living between our neighbours. I wonder what those neighbours thought when they heard we were going to move in right next door.




I can just imagine the news travelling down the grapevine: “Have you heard? A family with 6 children is moving into that house at the end of the road!” Did our neighbours gulp? Did they imagine a house and yard overflowing with noisy children? Did they dread moving-in day? I don’t know. I guess it could have been worse. Our daughter Felicity didn’t move in with us (she lives on the other side of Australia), and of course, nor did our son Thomas

We’ve now lived in this house for 6 years. In a couple of weeks’ time we’ll celebrate ‘Moving in Day’. It’s a day worth remembering. You see, we thought we’d never be able to buy a house. We’d been moving from one rental home to another for 25 years. But then God surprised us and gave us a home of our own. That story is included in Theresa Thomas’ and Patti Armstrong’s book Big Hearted, if you’re interested in reading it.




But back to the neighbours. Do they wish we'd bought a house in some other street? I don’t really think so. We get on well with the people over the fence. I don’t think we’re hard to live with. Being introverted, we tend to be quiet. We don’t like noisy parties or loud music. We hardly ever have people over to visit. Oh, I suppose they might not like the noise Callum makes when he goes to work at 5.30 am. His car has a loud engine that growls like a lion. They might complain the car wakes them up. But then again, they might not. It was the neighbour who sold the car to our son.

Yes, we are a quiet and introverted family. We don’t normally do a lot of socialising. But we have ventured out a bit recently. (We'll probably now have to stay home for a month to recover.) Last weekend we got together with a number of homeschooling families for a picnic. It was a beautiful spring day. We all sprawled on rugs in the shade of the gum trees and enjoyed some conversation while we ate our food.



I had a great chat with a young 8 year old friend. She was so excited. She told me how she'd read my book, The Angels of Abbey Creek, and enjoyed it very much. Her 10 and 13 year old sisters liked it too. That made me smile and feel all warm inside. It also made me feel like hurrying up with the editing of the sequel, The Angels of Gum Tree Road.

I told my young friend that my daughters Charlotte and Sophie are making paper dolls of the characters from my book. She immediately said, “Oh wow! I’ll be able to act out all the stories in your book if I have some dolls!” Wasn’t that a lovely reaction?


National Novel Writing Month begins next week, and the girls are busy making final notes for the novels they plan to write. I have been tempted to get caught up in their excitement and write a novel too. How can I miss a year, the first in 4 years? If I don’t take up the challenge, I will be the only girl around here who won’t be smiling at the end of the month, as she downloads her winner's certificate for writing yet another 50 000 word novel. 




Yes, I am tempted to join the girls and write a novel, maybe use all those random words we were discussing a couple of weeks ago. But no. This year I am going to do something different. I am going to finish editing The Angels of Gum Tree Road for my young friend. This book was my NaNoWriMo novel of two years ago. Two years ago? Yes, it’s been sitting around waiting to be finished for a very long time. If I don't make a move soon, my friend will grow up and no longer be interested in the story.

The other writing idea I'd like to do is putting together an unschooling book. I’ve been mulling this over for a while. I could write an ebook. What do you think? I wonder if anyone would be interested in such a book. Stories about our unschooling family? Why should people want to know more about me and my family? In some ways, that seems like a strange idea.

Did you notice I created a new Facebook page for this blog? A couple of weeks ago when I was recording one of my podcasts, I finished by saying, “You can find me on Facebook.” It wasn’t until later, I realised that anyone looking for me on Facebook would probably type in 'Stories of an Unschooling Family'. How would they know all my unschooling stuff is on my Sue Elvis Writes Facebook page? So I created a new page: Stories of an Unschooling Family, to match this blog and my podcasts.

It wasn’t an easy decision to more to a new page, and leave behind all the people who have been following along with me for quite some time now. Will they move to the new page too? Will we continue to chat and share and be friends? Will they even realise I have moved? If you haven't already discovered my new page, I hope you'll come and join me!

It's Friday afternoon here in NSW, Australia, on a sunny spring day. Once more the weekend is approaching. What are we planning to do? The girls want to go to the library to borrow the next Billabong book by Mary Grant Bruce, Jim and Wally, which is stored away in our library stacks. Of course, we'll have grocery shopping to do as usual. (Food seems to run out far too quickly.) But the rest of the weekend is free, so I might have time to help Sophie make another skirt.




Last Saturday we recycled a too short denim skirt by adding a fabric ruffle to the bottom of it, after being inspired by this Recycle Blue Jean Skirt Pinterest board. I have similar plans for a pair of micro shorts I bought the other day. (I felt kind of strange buying something none of us would consider wearing.) We're going to turn them into a skirt by taking the top section and adding a layer of pretty gathered fabric to it. I hope it'll look good. If we're successful, I'll post a photo on Facebook!

Thank you so much for reading this week's posts, and visiting my Facebook pages, 'liking' my new Facebook page, listening to my podcasts, and taking the time to write comments. 

In particular I'd like to thank Lisa at The Ramblings of a Multi-tasking Mama for writing a post called Angels Out and About. It featured my children's book. The Angels of Abbey Creek went rock climbing! 

Also, Faith of Household Diary, very kindly linked her post, Some Inspiring, Relaxed Homeschooling Blogs, to my blog. Thank you!



The Angels of Abbey Creek


Enjoy the weekend!