<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:27:14.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Witbeck Freedom Academy</title><subtitle type='html'>What is Freedom?  How do we obtain it?  These are the questions that we hope to answer and this blog is a record of our pursuit.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-1786356105279403257</id><published>2009-10-25T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:20:28.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Educational Philosophy</title><content type='html'>Now, please realize that I retain the right to change my mind but for now I would like to offer this as my educational philosophy.  It is short and sweet but workable and for now that is good enough for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want for my children Confidence, Skills, and Inspiration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me elaborate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confidence to me means that they have the courage to try new things, meet new people, take intelligent risks, make mistakes and learn from them and to be who they were born to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skills means they have the skills they need to fulfill their purpose in life.  Reading, Writing, Mathematics, Cultural and Religious Literacy, Critical Thinking, Communication Skills, Household duty skills, research skills, and relationship skills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration in this sense means an ability to hear and understand God's plan for them.  I want them to think for themselves and figure out what their spiritual life will be and how they will accomplish the mission God has for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I will edit and refine this philosophy but for now I am going to work on how this philosophy will be put into practice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-1786356105279403257?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/1786356105279403257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=1786356105279403257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/1786356105279403257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/1786356105279403257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-educational-philosophy.html' title='My Educational Philosophy'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-3304458190304726859</id><published>2009-10-16T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:52:31.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Weave, I Weave.....</title><content type='html'>Today we (all my boys and I) met with our facilitator Mrs. Linda Johnson.  Linda has been trying to understand "voice" in each of us and how we nurture that voice.  She shared with us the 4 steps to voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Put information in.  In the mind, heart, soul through reading, viewing, experiencing etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Write or Draw about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Share it.  In some form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then had us view a great dvd called Celebrate What's Right With the World.  This is a documentary by Dewitt Jones a photographer for National Geographic.  What a beautiful film about perspective, faith, wisdom, and life.  As we watched we drew in our notebooks and wrote words that stood out to us.  Then we gathered again and discussed our thoughts and feelings about the film.  I was thrilled to hear what my boys had to say.  They each took something different from the film and made it a part of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part that I took to heart was the story of the old woman who weaved.  When Dewitt asked her what she thought about while she weaved she said, " I wonder when I am going to run out of thread."  This shocked him because she had come across as a very wise woman and he had expected something more profound but as he thought more about that answer he realized just how wise that statement was.  She was saying, "When I weave, I weave."  She was talking about being present.  Not worrying about the future or regreting the past just being.  Very wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I will try to weave when I weave, sleep when I sleep, play when I play and work when I work.  What a great learning activity.  Thanks Linda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-3304458190304726859?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/3304458190304726859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=3304458190304726859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/3304458190304726859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/3304458190304726859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-i-weave-i-weave.html' title='When I Weave, I Weave.....'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-4738034860367288060</id><published>2009-10-08T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T14:01:40.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two More Finished Millions to Go</title><content type='html'>Books that is.  The kids and their dad just finished James and the Giant Peach by Roald Dahl.  They also finished The Secret of Nimh two weeks ago.  They are reading machines and I am so excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James and the Giant Peach was especially fun as Clayton put voices to the characters and made the kids laugh with his funny caterpillar songs.  I was very impressed.  I am so grateful that he has taken such a big role in our homeschool this year.  It frees up time for me to give more individual attention and also gives me time to do some much needed cleaning, though I often find myself gravitating to the livingroom to enjoy the readaloud with everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will they choose next?  Clayton should pace himself though.  I'm not sure he can top his performance of James and the Giant Peach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-4738034860367288060?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/4738034860367288060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=4738034860367288060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/4738034860367288060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/4738034860367288060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-more-finished-millions-to-go.html' title='Two More Finished Millions to Go'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-2982228752306919854</id><published>2009-09-17T11:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:49:37.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Classic Spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SrKEm0BWmJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/kq8JutxV0bo/s1600-h/Our+Classic+Spot+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382510306995378322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SrKEm0BWmJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/kq8JutxV0bo/s400/Our+Classic+Spot+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SrKENBQNCNI/AAAAAAAAALs/ltslNLHV8ow/s1600-h/Our+Classic+Spot+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382509863870728402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SrKENBQNCNI/AAAAAAAAALs/ltslNLHV8ow/s400/Our+Classic+Spot+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SrKDuIg9NwI/AAAAAAAAALc/fB2gtel1L-Q/s1600-h/Our+Classic+Spot+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382509333244098306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SrKDuIg9NwI/AAAAAAAAALc/fB2gtel1L-Q/s400/Our+Classic+Spot+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SrKDkG7YvvI/AAAAAAAAALU/c_rDg6HBOmg/s1600-h/Our+Classic+Spot+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382509161019391730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SrKDkG7YvvI/AAAAAAAAALU/c_rDg6HBOmg/s400/Our+Classic+Spot+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SrKDYKHUR8I/AAAAAAAAALM/GR_oLH7sTLY/s1600-h/Our+Classic+Spot+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382508955716306882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SrKDYKHUR8I/AAAAAAAAALM/GR_oLH7sTLY/s400/Our+Classic+Spot+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SrKDEacSulI/AAAAAAAAALE/fT3dI6-ykyA/s1600-h/Our+Classic+Spot+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382508616501869138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SrKDEacSulI/AAAAAAAAALE/fT3dI6-ykyA/s400/Our+Classic+Spot+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A classic is something, someplace, or someone that you return to over and over to learn new things. We have a classic spot south of our little town. It is a garden of eden in the midst of rolling prairie. A snake-like creek flows through it and vegetation grows thick because of it. We snapped some pictures today and I thought I would share them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-2982228752306919854?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/2982228752306919854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=2982228752306919854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/2982228752306919854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/2982228752306919854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-classic-spot.html' title='Our Classic Spot'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SrKEm0BWmJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/kq8JutxV0bo/s72-c/Our+Classic+Spot+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-1262108131318345254</id><published>2009-09-10T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T14:33:37.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jarett's 7th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SqlwjYji4rI/AAAAAAAAAK8/DC_iBmD65pA/s1600-h/Jarett%27s+Birthday+Volcano+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379954983060038322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SqlwjYji4rI/AAAAAAAAAK8/DC_iBmD65pA/s400/Jarett%27s+Birthday+Volcano+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SqlwR4b5J1I/AAAAAAAAAK0/zNJtdCzX7rU/s1600-h/Jarett%27s+Birthday+Volcano+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379954682380232530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SqlwR4b5J1I/AAAAAAAAAK0/zNJtdCzX7rU/s400/Jarett%27s+Birthday+Volcano+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sqlvsrgb2EI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kH8QIs8hOOU/s1600-h/Jarett%27s+Birthday+Volcano+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379954043254462530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sqlvsrgb2EI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kH8QIs8hOOU/s400/Jarett%27s+Birthday+Volcano+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics of Jarett's surprise birthday party. He had been hounding me for over a week. He really wanted to know when his "friend" birthday party could be. He had his Witbeck birthday party and his Rasmussen party but he still needed his "real" birthday party. I was partied out so I told him that I would surprise him. It worked. He stopped hounding me and I was able to put together a fun pirate party for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-1262108131318345254?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/1262108131318345254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=1262108131318345254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/1262108131318345254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/1262108131318345254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/jaretts-7th-birthday.html' title='Jarett&apos;s 7th Birthday'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SqlwjYji4rI/AAAAAAAAAK8/DC_iBmD65pA/s72-c/Jarett%27s+Birthday+Volcano+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-2314887322983792277</id><published>2009-09-10T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T14:12:18.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mighty Volcano</title><content type='html'>We had a little fun playing with vinegar and baking soda today and we made a MIGHTY VOLCANO.  I learned that my youngest doesn't like to get dirty.  He said, "do I have to use my hands?", "what if I get my pants dirty?", and "can I take a bath?". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to have to add "mud pies" to our curriculum.  Maybe I'll even help.  I need to learn that getting dirty is fun too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SqlpleUeKUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/jsOhO-b7M-Y/s1600-h/Jarett%27s+Birthday+Volcano+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379947322385770818" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SqlpleUeKUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/jsOhO-b7M-Y/s400/Jarett%27s+Birthday+Volcano+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sqlp5Bc8oAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/dUSmUZqHqMU/s1600-h/Jarett%27s+Birthday+Volcano+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379947658234077186" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sqlp5Bc8oAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/dUSmUZqHqMU/s400/Jarett%27s+Birthday+Volcano+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SqlqE0_zjyI/AAAAAAAAAKM/QFyRH6YcObE/s1600-h/Jarett%27s+Birthday+Volcano+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379947861049052962" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SqlqE0_zjyI/AAAAAAAAAKM/QFyRH6YcObE/s400/Jarett%27s+Birthday+Volcano+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-2314887322983792277?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/2314887322983792277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=2314887322983792277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/2314887322983792277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/2314887322983792277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/mighty-volcano.html' title='The Mighty Volcano'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SqlpleUeKUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/jsOhO-b7M-Y/s72-c/Jarett%27s+Birthday+Volcano+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-4824439761274980867</id><published>2009-09-02T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:00:13.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonathan Livingston Seagull</title><content type='html'>The kids and their dad just finished Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach.  A classic story of a loner accomplishing great things.  So much wisdom in that little book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this book to Carter and Abby our first year of homeschooling and Carter still remembered it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be Different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-4824439761274980867?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/4824439761274980867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=4824439761274980867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/4824439761274980867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/4824439761274980867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/jonathan-livingston-seagull.html' title='Jonathan Livingston Seagull'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-4456713732804063557</id><published>2009-09-02T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:46:58.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Boy and his Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sp87dY4_XZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5zgPPY2JplI/s1600-h/Waterton+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377081856187391378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sp87dY4_XZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5zgPPY2JplI/s400/Waterton+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My oldest son is 13 and LOVES his dad.  Worships him, begs to "hang out" with him and pretty much just wants to be him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I think his dad is pretty cool, but all this dad worship has got my knickers in a knot and I am feeling a little left out.  I know it is only natural for a young man to want to emulate his father and that it really is such a blessing that at 13 he still thinks his dad is "the bomb" but what happened to MOM!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-4456713732804063557?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/4456713732804063557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=4456713732804063557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/4456713732804063557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/4456713732804063557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/boy-and-his-dad.html' title='A Boy and his Dad'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sp87dY4_XZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5zgPPY2JplI/s72-c/Waterton+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-3477291000557057690</id><published>2009-09-02T20:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:42:38.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever Straddled the Border?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sp86rswlEjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/I3Z7E_VOmwk/s1600-h/Waterton+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377081002527363634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sp86rswlEjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/I3Z7E_VOmwk/s400/Waterton+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you head south on Waterton Lake you get to a point where you cross into the United States.  The kids got a real kick out of being able to put one foot in Canada and the other in the U.S.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just think it is a very cute picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-3477291000557057690?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/3477291000557057690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=3477291000557057690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/3477291000557057690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/3477291000557057690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/ever-straddled-border.html' title='Ever Straddled the Border?'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sp86rswlEjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/I3Z7E_VOmwk/s72-c/Waterton+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-845854127663764283</id><published>2009-09-02T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:38:47.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waterton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sp85WqoKm2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/0IeEkwH-Eq8/s1600-h/Waterton+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377079541666323298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sp85WqoKm2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/0IeEkwH-Eq8/s400/Waterton+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, Waterton. Such a romantic place. The beauty is breathtaking and on August 28 Waterton was as breathtaking as I have ever seen her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were priviledged to go on a twilight boat ride with my sister's family.  This is a photo Clayton captured.  You can even see the moon.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those of you who know Waterton, Ab, have you ever seen Waterton Lake so calm?  I haven't. It was a trip I will not forget.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-845854127663764283?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/845854127663764283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=845854127663764283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/845854127663764283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/845854127663764283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/waterton.html' title='Waterton'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sp85WqoKm2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/0IeEkwH-Eq8/s72-c/Waterton+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-1681465449852882863</id><published>2009-09-02T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:31:02.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pudding Printing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sp83p-sLmPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Fp38Qa-teO4/s1600-h/puddingprinting+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377077674446133490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sp83p-sLmPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Fp38Qa-teO4/s400/puddingprinting+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to throw caution to the wind today and try to teach printing with pudding. I knew that it might get messy but I never expected this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jarett who is 7 and not in the picture was just as bad but he couldn't wait for me to download the images on my camera so I would have room on the memory card to take a picture. He wanted in the shower right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note to self, always have the camera ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did this little activity for Jarett, who hates to write and struggles with printing. Even with pudding he didn't last too long. We got to E but he was much more willing to listen and learn how the letters are made. I think they had a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam who is almost 9 practiced his cursive writing. Can you imagine how many kids might just love penmanship if their first exposure to it included playing with pudding? I think we might even maintain the art of penmanship in the age of computers if teachers took this approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well who is to say, but for this family it was a hoot!!! I think big brother and sister will be a little insulted that we didn't include them. Maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-1681465449852882863?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/1681465449852882863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=1681465449852882863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/1681465449852882863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/1681465449852882863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/pudding-printing.html' title='Pudding Printing'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sp83p-sLmPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Fp38Qa-teO4/s72-c/puddingprinting+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-799808142958393506</id><published>2009-09-01T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:06:14.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone Fox</title><content type='html'>The book "Stone Fox" was a hit.  Clayton liked it so much he read in the morning before work, and then finished when he came home for lunch.  And yes, they did have an emotional response.  Jarett my 7 year old said, "mom why do you always pick such sad books."  "What do you mean,"I said.  "I mean in "Where the Red Fern Grows" the dogs die, in "Little Britches" the dad dies and in "Stone Fox" the dog dies too."  I guess I better pick a happier one next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clayton started to read "Jonathan Livingston Seagull" by Richard Bach to the kids last night.  That one is happy I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. no family reading tonight, both mom and dad have headaches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-799808142958393506?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/799808142958393506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=799808142958393506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/799808142958393506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/799808142958393506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/stone-fox.html' title='Stone Fox'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-5766915796176714884</id><published>2009-09-01T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:56:22.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>Today went quite well.  There were very many happy moments and I am seeing a disturbing trend.  My kids want to learn.  I had planned a week of light learning along with heavy cleaning to prepare for our first official homeschooling week.  Boy was I off base.  They are complaining that we aren't learning enough, and I don't think it is because they would rather learn than clean.  They just seem more motivated to learn.  All of them, even the young ones seem keen to learn.  Now this doesn't mean that when we actually do sit down to learn something there isn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fidgeting&lt;/span&gt;, fighting, or odd questions out of the blue but they are trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are trying to finish My First Book of Canadian History and today we discussed the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Metis&lt;/span&gt; Rebellion of 1885.  I was pleasantly surprised with how much they remembered from previous conversations and the connections they made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For "recess" we danced to music very loud, and skipped rope.  Well, the kids skipped rope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tidied up the 3rd level and Abby and I put together the grocery list so that we could go shopping in the afternoon.  Abby and I had a lovely time shopping together.  We went to the Teacher Resource store and she purchased a sketch book and two unit studies to work on this year.  Ancient Greece and China.  She asked if she could get an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; touch if she completed these materials.  Her father and I will have to discuss it but I think it might be a good deal.  They are lengthy unit studies that cover all of the subjects while teaching the topics.  I hope she enjoys them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this isn't a very exciting blog post but I need to be recording the daily successes so when I have those very trying days I can look back and say, "Hey, we are doing alright".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-5766915796176714884?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/5766915796176714884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=5766915796176714884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/5766915796176714884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/5766915796176714884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-2270341205733449248</id><published>2009-08-30T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:53:30.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Books Read and Reading</title><content type='html'>I thought I might keep a record of the books our family has and is reading here.  Sometimes homeschooling mom's feel they are not doing enough.  Keeping a good record helps combat that discouragement.  So, beginning in August we read "Little Britches" by Ralph Moody together as a family.  I love this book.  It was my 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; reading and the kids 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; reading.  We read it 2 years ago.  What a difference a few years makes.  My older two children 11, 13 remembered the book quite well.  The 9 and 7 year old not so much.  But the 9 and 7 year old sat much better through the reading than I remember them being able to last time and the 11, and 13 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; had more to say.  It is and was for us a very emotional reading, especially for Carter who is so attached to his daddy.  I won't spoil the ending but you can imagine I'm sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter and Abby listened to Silver Chair by C.S. Lewis.  They spent one whole afternoon and finished it.  (It was a requirement for them to attend an educational camp and they both wanted to attend)  I'm not sure their reaction to it, but I liked to see them put their minds to reading and accomplish the goal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clayton is now reading to them "Stone Fox" by John Reynolds Gardiner.  Such a great little book that can be read in under 2 hours.  There may be an emotional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;response&lt;/span&gt; to this one as well.  I know I was teary when I read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is what we are reading so far.  This weeks goal is to finish "My first History of Canada" , begin our daily reading, and get our house organized for easy facilitating of learning.  I love the flexibility of homeschooling.  We can work our way up to full throttle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-2270341205733449248?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/2270341205733449248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=2270341205733449248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/2270341205733449248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/2270341205733449248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/08/books-read-and-reading.html' title='Books Read and Reading'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-2094723582749849366</id><published>2009-08-30T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:41:01.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New School Year</title><content type='html'>I can't tell you how typical this blog is of my life.  Start something and sporadically continue it.  How frustrating is that.  So again for the millionth time, I will commit to doing better.  I have friends who actually read this blog and they are disappointed daily in my lack of thoughts.  I repent and seek forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year has been a crazy time.  My in-laws moved back,  I was diagnosed with a type of Rheumatoid Arthritis, I was the president of a newly created private school,  I resigned that position, and now we are back to a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began our back to school night routine this evening.  The goal is for lights out at 10pm so that mom and dad can have some time to themselves.  It is 10:24pm and I still hear chatting, running water, and Carter just asked if he should turn out all the lights.  Not bad for the first run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clayton has agreed to read to the children most nights, an hour or so before bed.  I think this will be very helpful.  I plan to tidy the house while he is doing this and I really think that will help with the chaos of morning routines.  I'm crossing my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to be beginning again.  I have a few hopes for this new school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I will learn how to be "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unapologetically&lt;/span&gt;" KARINA&lt;br /&gt;2.  I will feel confident in the choices I have made in educating my children.&lt;br /&gt;3.  I will treat myself like a caring mother would.  Feed myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nutritious&lt;/span&gt; meals, take care of my body, get enough sleep, speak kind words and be encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;4.  I will learn to value my own opinion.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I will listen more intently to my children's needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, this year is mostly about ME.  Selfish you say.  No, not selfish, more like self-awareness, self-care, self-nourishment and self-discipline.   My plan is to be an example of wholeness for my children.  Freedom is our goal and when we are whole we are free from addictions of all kinds.  Addictions to food, sleep, abusive people, fear, hate, and so many other idols that create bondage.  I am setting out on a journey to more freedom and hopefully my kids will follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unapologetically,&lt;br /&gt;Karina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-2094723582749849366?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/2094723582749849366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=2094723582749849366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/2094723582749849366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/2094723582749849366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-school-year.html' title='A New School Year'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-3951831362011346849</id><published>2009-04-11T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:11:24.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love of a Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SeGTDtEYUvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/eUdu3mGXk7s/s1600-h/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323697926375494386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SeGTDtEYUvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/eUdu3mGXk7s/s400/097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today has been a great learning experience. One that I do not wish on anyone. Our puppy (really our 2 year old dog) ran away with a dog friend yesterday. We have driven over 200km of gravel roads looking for the pair of adventurers since last night. It is painful to have him gone. My oldest son is taking it the hardest. Oscar is his puppy and you know how close a boy and his dog can become. I am finding it quite difficult as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I warned the kids before we got the dog how hard it can be when they leave, either from old age, accident or as we have now experienced, running away. I can only hope that he soon becomes uncomfortable, missing his soft couch and warm home, and finds his way back to us. I pray he finds his way home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So is it worth loving a dog? Yes, I have to say the joy and the memories are worth it. When I was my oldest son's age I lost my dog too. She had to be put down because she was nipping at the neighborhood children. It took me a long time to forgive the man who made my dad put her down. This man owns the local gas station and I see him regularly. I can honestly say I don't even think of the hurt when I see him. It is completely healed. Maybe time does heal all things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember my dog fondly and love that we had such a great bond. I hope to some day play with her again. I'm sure I will. If Oscar does not return, this hurt will heal as well, over time, and we will have the memories.   But I sure do hope to hear his bark soon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-3951831362011346849?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/3951831362011346849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=3951831362011346849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/3951831362011346849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/3951831362011346849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-of-dog.html' title='The Love of a Dog'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SeGTDtEYUvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/eUdu3mGXk7s/s72-c/097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-4605421956192493272</id><published>2009-03-26T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:59:09.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Cups of Tea  - A Book Review</title><content type='html'>I have been on a fabulous journey lately and I thought I would share it with you.  Have you ever felt drawn to a book?  What I mean by that is this; you are browsing books in Costco or Chapters and a certain book stands out to you.  You pick it up, read the back cover, think " hmmm sounds good, put it down and continue browsing.  Next shopping trip you are browsing books in Superstore and the same book jumps out at you, you think "hmmm I remember that book, looks interesting but I have so much reading to do" and off you go to get your groceries.  Finally you are browsing Chapters.ca just for fun and out pops this same book.  "OK, OK, I'll buy you.  Don't expect to be read anytime soon though."    And so my journey began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of the book that seemed to be stalking me is "Three Cups of Tea, One Man's Missions to Promote Peace.... One School at a Time."  by Greg Mortenson and David Oliver Relin.  The book is the story of Greg Mortenson a mountaineer who stumbled upon the little village of Korphe in Northern Pakistan, starving and suffering from exposure after a failed attempt to reach the summit of K2 a daunting peak on the Pakistan/China border and his subsequent life mission of promoting peace one school at a time.  I read this book like you drink a hot cup of tea.  Little sips now and then.  I found it to be heart-warming, and full of sadness all at the same time.  This book challenged my assumptions of life in Central Asia, the people, the Taliban, the women and how peace is achieved.  I learned about the customs, religious beliefs, and attitudes of the people of Pakistan and Afghanistan.  I learned of their struggle to survive and also of their goodness.  I feel now that I am a bit more culturally literate as to the way things work in that part of the world.  I especially loved hearing how the people in this area reacted to 9/11.  They reacted with sadness for those who lost loved ones, and they prayed for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mortenson believes that education is the way to fight terriorism.  He says, "If we try to resolve terrorism with military might and nothing else, then we will be no safer than we were before 9/11.  If we truly want a legacy of peace for our children, we need to understand that this is a war that will ultimately be won with books, not with bombs."  He was dedicated to providing education for all, including girls.  He has accomplished his mission by building relationships.  He said, "By building relationships, and getting a community to invest its own land and labor, we can construct and maintain a school for a generation that will educate thousands of children."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mortenson was beloved by many Pakistan people at a time when hate for America was very prominent.  He was welcomed into their villages and treated like family because of his humble, teachable manner.  He sought first to understand and then to be understood.  His integrity played an important part as well.  The people could trust him.  He kept his promises.  His co-author describes the characteristics that led him to his success.  Mortenson lacked ego, trusted his gut feelings, was steely- minded and seemed to "wing it".  He also had enemies and flaws. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading this book has helped me to understand what it takes to be successful in carrying out a mission.  I think we often think that a person needs to be perfect in order to do some good in this world.  They must be a certain way in order to accomplish great things.  As I learned about Mortenson's character I learned that this is a false assumption.  Yes, he has developed great characteristics but he is still human.  I do believe that his overriding character of humility and love is what predicts his success. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this book to anyone who wants to learn more about fulfilling a mission or life purpose.  I also recommend it to those who would like to understand some of what is happening in the Middle-East and how we might contribute to peace.  There is also a children's version which I intend to buy so that I can share this great story with my children.  If you have read this far, thank you for allowing me to try to articulate my feelings about this book.  I also invite those who are talented in the area of editing to critique my grammer and punctuation.  This is something I need help with and welcome any advice.Sincerely,Karina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-4605421956192493272?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/4605421956192493272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=4605421956192493272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/4605421956192493272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/4605421956192493272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/03/three-cups-of-tea-book-review.html' title='Three Cups of Tea  - A Book Review'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-7890333487968983175</id><published>2009-03-03T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:43:53.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays, why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sa2WCzjrnOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ALP9A2SfFro/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309064510683454690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sa2WCzjrnOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ALP9A2SfFro/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sa2SP47yJQI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vlYKQQ1hK5M/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309060337418511618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sa2SP47yJQI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vlYKQQ1hK5M/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are birthdays so special? Mine has always felt like an after thought. Of course I was born on January 2, a time when everyone is tired of gifts and special days. Because of this experience I always try to make my kids birthdays special. This is not an easy task as the children seem to desire more each year. I'm glad there are others in their lives that help make the day a special occasion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dinner out is a nice way to celebrate a birthday. On the ages of 8 and 12 we take our children to a very fancy restaurant. It is our way of saying, YOU ARE SPECIAL TO US. On other birthdays we will also take the kids out for dinner to Tony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Romas&lt;/span&gt; which gives free meals to the birthday child. It gives the kids practice eating in public and helps them practice their manners. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes circumstances postpone the dinner. Adam's birthday was in September. About the same time by husband's grandfather passed away. 6 months later Adam got his fancy 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday dinner out at Ric's Grill at the top of the old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lethbridge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Watertower&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe this meant even more to him than if we had taken him out on his birthday. It may even be easier to remember. I hope they remember. I hope they know how much we love them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't that why we celebrate birthdays. We celebrate the day the person came into our lives and in doing so express our love for them. Birthdays are important and I want to continue our little traditions long into the adult lives of our children so that each year they are reminded of how special they are to the people who chose to bring them into this world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if I can just remember these thoughts when a dozen 11 and 12 year old girls are giggling after midnight and all I want to do is sleep. The theory and the reality are sometimes very different but the result is the same. A child has concrete proof that they are special. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-7890333487968983175?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/7890333487968983175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=7890333487968983175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/7890333487968983175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/7890333487968983175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthdays-why.html' title='Birthdays, why?'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/Sa2WCzjrnOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ALP9A2SfFro/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-1612561936933320552</id><published>2009-02-19T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:30:38.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Habits I'm Learning About</title><content type='html'>Such a long time since I have posted anything.  I feel like I am just coming out of an intense fog or some sort of hibernation.  I almost forgot about this blog and what its purpose was.  The search for an understanding of freedom and how to impart this knowledge to my children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was introduced to a book called ," The 7 Habits of Happy Kids" by Sean Covey.  A tremendous children's book that illustrates Stephen Covey's 7 Habits of Highly Effective People.    As a family, we have been studying the 7 Habits and I have been trying to implement them into our family culture.  Here are the 7 Habits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Be Proactive:  You are in Charge.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Begin with the End in Mind:  Have a plan.&lt;br /&gt;3.  First Things First&lt;br /&gt;4.  Think Win-Win&lt;br /&gt;5.  Seek first to Understand, then to be Understood&lt;br /&gt;6.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Synergize&lt;/span&gt;:  Work as a Team&lt;br /&gt;7.  Sharpen the Saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now reading the book, " The 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Habit" by Stephen Covey.  The 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; habit is to Find Your Voice and to inspire others to find their voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine the freedom that comes from implementing these habits.   At this point, the habits are giving me a language in which to guide my family.  When the kids are bored I can say, "Be Proactive: You are in Charge".  When the boys need to clean their room I can say,  "Let's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Synergize&lt;/span&gt;".  I am loving this new change in our family and I have great hopes for the positive feelings that can envelop our family if we practice these habits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-1612561936933320552?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/1612561936933320552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=1612561936933320552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/1612561936933320552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/1612561936933320552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-habits-im-learning-about.html' title='8 Habits I&apos;m Learning About'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-9163759020237521619</id><published>2008-12-07T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:31:22.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/STy9xpD9rxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTdb6zC5vtY/s1600-h/beach+274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277301523905097490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/STy9xpD9rxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTdb6zC5vtY/s400/beach+274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a special day for Adam October 25, 2008 when his dad was able to baptize him a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  Many of Adam's family were in attendance and when asked how he felt after the baptism Adam said,  "I feel better."  Our family sang, "I Like My Birthdays Every One" and Abby played the piano for us.  Mac Hicken gave the talk about the Holy Ghost and Auntie Krissy said the prayer.  What a beautiful day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-9163759020237521619?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/9163759020237521619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=9163759020237521619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/9163759020237521619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/9163759020237521619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2008/12/adams-baptism.html' title='Adam&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/STy9xpD9rxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTdb6zC5vtY/s72-c/beach+274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-5447856511830949012</id><published>2008-12-07T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:21:39.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW time flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/STy70xkdqqI/AAAAAAAAAIk/U8J0JiEldbg/s1600-h/beach+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277299378705246882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/STy70xkdqqI/AAAAAAAAAIk/U8J0JiEldbg/s400/beach+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I have been so very busy learning and growing that I haven't posted a thing in almost 6 months. That is just not acceptable so I endeavor to remedy that and do a catch up post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The summer ended with a baseball tournament, swim meets, Liber Youth Retreat and two boys birthdays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carter and I had a fantastic time at Liber Youth Retreat near Sylvan Lake. For 3 days the youth discussed books they had read, put on skits for each other, heard great motivational speakers and simulated difficult situations. They learned that each of them has a special purpose and that it is their job to figure out what it is. Carter met some great friends and enjoyed every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/STy1g1of_GI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ecvkUlqS_PA/s1600-h/beach+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277292439128767586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/STy1g1of_GI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ecvkUlqS_PA/s400/beach+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby is our swimmer. She loves to swim in the summer time and does very well at the meets. She had some great coaches this year that were very inspirational and I know she learned a lot.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby spent a whole month with her Grandma and Grandpa Witbeck.  Two weeks in Kelowna and Two weeks in Utah.  She really enjoyed herself and I know she will always have great memories of the summer of 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/STy1g1of_GI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ecvkUlqS_PA/s1600-h/beach+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-5447856511830949012?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/5447856511830949012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=5447856511830949012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/5447856511830949012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/5447856511830949012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2008/12/wow-time-flies.html' title='WOW time flies'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/STy70xkdqqI/AAAAAAAAAIk/U8J0JiEldbg/s72-c/beach+108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-3891947607698300958</id><published>2008-07-15T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T18:43:35.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bienvenido a Miami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SH1RcboVxcI/AAAAAAAAAFw/h3qzt_OhIak/s1600-h/miami+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223420691714786754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SH1RcboVxcI/AAAAAAAAAFw/h3qzt_OhIak/s400/miami+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SH1Phqs1azI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3EjPln-r1gg/s1600-h/miami+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223418582636260146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SH1Phqs1azI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3EjPln-r1gg/s400/miami+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a great time we had in Miami. I wish the whole family could have been there. The weather was perfect and we had such a great time. I was so glad to see my grandfather. It had been 3 years since I had seen him. He is doing great. I was so glad that I could take my two youngest children to see him. It had been 5 years since he had seen them. He said that he was pleasantly surprised by their behavior. I'm not sure what my mother had been telling him but I am glad that he enjoyed our company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent 10 days on Miami Beach. My grandfather lives in a Condo right on the beach. The last picture shows the view from his balcony. We played at the pool and beach everyday. We also took a trip to the Miami Seaquarium.  The kids saw animals they had only seen on tv.  Orca, dolphins, sealions, iguana, cranes, sharks, and alligators.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SH1PiOabKCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/R2hqMGtQKfs/s1600-h/miami+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223418592222717986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SH1PiOabKCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/R2hqMGtQKfs/s400/miami+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a relaxing time.  I know it was a trip the boys will always remember.  &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SH1PiZ_PO8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/tibCVevxyEM/s1600-h/miami+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223418595329915842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SH1PiZ_PO8I/AAAAAAAAAFg/tibCVevxyEM/s400/miami+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SH1PiqFzNVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yXvTY8Dzdcw/s1600-h/miami+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223418599652406610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SH1PiqFzNVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yXvTY8Dzdcw/s400/miami+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-3891947607698300958?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/3891947607698300958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=3891947607698300958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/3891947607698300958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/3891947607698300958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2008/07/bienvenido-miami.html' title='Bienvenido a Miami'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SH1RcboVxcI/AAAAAAAAAFw/h3qzt_OhIak/s72-c/miami+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-6930500859788223781</id><published>2008-06-24T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:39:58.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June The Busiest Month of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SGHIOXAbc7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/vqKoOD33mVM/s1600-h/IMG_2390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215669992491283378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SGHIOXAbc7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/vqKoOD33mVM/s400/IMG_2390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SGHHy-ApXBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/QUw6fbl1tQs/s1600-h/IMG_2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I finished teaching piano lessons I thought life would slow down a bit. Boy was I wrong. Life seemed to speed up. Soccer, Baseball, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Horsebackriding&lt;/span&gt;, recitals, year end facilitator meetings, year end parties, and swimming lessons. I am looking forward to July. Hopefully there will be some lazy days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We visited Helen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Schuler&lt;/span&gt; Coulee Center last week and enjoyed an hour stroll through the Old Man River Bottom. The above picture is under the train bridge. We went with my sister Kristina and her two daughters, (Brooklyn is in the picture) and my mom. It is a beautiful area and the kids really enjoyed themselves. We had visited the same area a month before when the leaf buds were just coming out on the branches and everything was still brown. What a difference a month and some rain makes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215671305918294466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SGHJaz51KcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Eqe-iWZr4Tw/s400/IMG_2396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215671314832084786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SGHJbVHCzzI/AAAAAAAAAFA/zgVM1Ij10ek/s400/IMG_2399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture of a wild rose. These roses are the official provincial flower of Alberta. I find them so beautiful. I found them near the entrance of the center. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215672619658004786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SGHKnR9ySTI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8hpW3tnLWU8/s400/IMG_2408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On June 20, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Westwind&lt;/span&gt; Alternate School held a track meet and a year end pool picnic.   Our kids had a great time and did very well.  In this picture Adam is getting ready to do the Long Jump.  He ended up with a first place ribbon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we are nearing July 1st which is a big deal in our little town.  Our town's birthday as well as our country's.  Lots of people come home and the town nearly doubles.  After that Summer Games (Adam is on the under8 soccer team), then a trip to Miami.  I'm sure I will enjoy a few lazy days on the beach watching Adam and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jarett&lt;/span&gt; play in the ocean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-6930500859788223781?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/6930500859788223781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=6930500859788223781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/6930500859788223781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/6930500859788223781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-busiest-month-of-year.html' title='June The Busiest Month of the Year'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SGHIOXAbc7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/vqKoOD33mVM/s72-c/IMG_2390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-2567441996474722178</id><published>2008-06-05T18:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T19:05:38.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Day Adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SEiXKdaiKLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/a4rh8teNV7A/s1600-h/IMG_2210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208579175004383410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SEiXKdaiKLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/a4rh8teNV7A/s200/IMG_2210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On April 22, 2008 a few homeschooling families got together to celebrate Earth Day. We went on a service race, collecting recycling from our neighbors with the intent of depositing the recycling at the Raymond Recycling Trailer. When we went to the trailer it was full. It remained full for 3 weeks while the large amount of recycling stayed in my driveway. When we were finally able to take the recycling to the trailer we found the surrounding area very dirty. Many weeks of the trailer being full and people leaving their recycling out of the trailer seemed to be the cause of the mess. As a group we decided to clean it up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SEiZd9aiKMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IG6PdVy5QSo/s1600-h/IMG_2217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208581709035088066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SEiZd9aiKMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IG6PdVy5QSo/s200/IMG_2217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Haynes', Witbecks and Burtons worked together to make the area more fresh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SEiaB9aiKNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JsOfC9kIrlU/s1600-h/IMG_2225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208582327510378706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SEiaB9aiKNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JsOfC9kIrlU/s200/IMG_2225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;For the most part, the kids played and the moms worked but they did begin to chip in near the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SEibCtaiKOI/AAAAAAAAAEg/76wK_jYh_p0/s1600-h/IMG_2230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208583439906908386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SEibCtaiKOI/AAAAAAAAAEg/76wK_jYh_p0/s200/IMG_2230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The finished product.  It felt great to do something nice for our town.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-2567441996474722178?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/2567441996474722178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=2567441996474722178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/2567441996474722178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/2567441996474722178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2008/06/earth-day-adventures.html' title='Earth Day Adventures'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SEiXKdaiKLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/a4rh8teNV7A/s72-c/IMG_2210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-1362640188073263400</id><published>2008-06-01T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T20:45:25.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing On Stone Provincial Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SENsRT2lKuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Rgi4_vApUMI/s1600-h/IMG_2271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207124638813203170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SENsRT2lKuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Rgi4_vApUMI/s200/IMG_2271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SENroz2lKqI/AAAAAAAAADg/E1VZkyIZR6Q/s1600-h/IMG_2270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207123943028501154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SENroz2lKqI/AAAAAAAAADg/E1VZkyIZR6Q/s200/IMG_2270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SENrpz2lKtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/SsuicbKCqro/s1600-h/IMG_2290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207123960208370386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SENrpz2lKtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/SsuicbKCqro/s200/IMG_2290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SENroT2lKpI/AAAAAAAAADY/KzeVKJq9Hac/s1600-h/IMG_2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207123934438566546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SENroT2lKpI/AAAAAAAAADY/KzeVKJq9Hac/s200/IMG_2354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SENrpD2lKrI/AAAAAAAAADo/nNaujrSdVdA/s1600-h/IMG_2282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207123947323468466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SENrpD2lKrI/AAAAAAAAADo/nNaujrSdVdA/s200/IMG_2282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SENrpj2lKsI/AAAAAAAAADw/zkFUbdHMmyk/s1600-h/IMG_2304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207123955913403074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SENrpj2lKsI/AAAAAAAAADw/zkFUbdHMmyk/s200/IMG_2304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, May31,2008, we travelled about an hour east and spent the afternoon at Writing On Stone Provincial Park. They have a new interpretive center which is fantastic. A lot of learning occurred and the kids had a great time exploring the hoodoos and playing in the Milk River. We went with one of our best family friends, THE SIMPSONS, as well as Carter's good friend Carson Dudley. It was a fantastic way to spend a beautiful Saturday afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-1362640188073263400?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/1362640188073263400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=1362640188073263400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/1362640188073263400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/1362640188073263400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2008/06/writing-on-stone-provincial-park.html' title='Writing On Stone Provincial Park'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SENsRT2lKuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Rgi4_vApUMI/s72-c/IMG_2271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-2187736556312286208</id><published>2008-05-20T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:10:48.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Victoria Day Activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDOdc7lyTcI/AAAAAAAAACw/2A38bC_FTXw/s1600-h/IMG_2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202675114901130690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDOdc7lyTcI/AAAAAAAAACw/2A38bC_FTXw/s320/IMG_2104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a little day trip for the May long weekend.  We drove 10 minutes south of our little town to the Ridge Resevoir.  We expected the lake to be full but found it to be quite bare, which led to some great findings.  Little lake snail shells, and some very cool looking eggs.  Carter thought they were Killdeer eggs (Killdeer are shorebirds), he was right.  Beautiful eggs aren't they. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDOddblyTdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iTLzE_D-YuQ/s1600-h/IMG_2099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202675123491065298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDOddblyTdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iTLzE_D-YuQ/s320/IMG_2099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After visiting the resevoir we went to my favorite spot south-west of Raymond.  There are some rolling hills known as Alred's Coulee and at this time of year they are covered with wildflowers.  My favorite are the Crocus'.  My paternal grandparents use to take me to see them every spring.  They only last a few weeks but they are stunning while they last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDOddrlyTeI/AAAAAAAAADA/gSJHe_jO0dU/s1600-h/IMG_2110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202675127786032610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDOddrlyTeI/AAAAAAAAADA/gSJHe_jO0dU/s320/IMG_2110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a great family adventure which ended with a trip to Henderson Lake (Lethbridge 20 minutes north-west) and dinner at East Side Mario's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-2187736556312286208?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/2187736556312286208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=2187736556312286208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/2187736556312286208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/2187736556312286208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2008/05/victoria-day-activities.html' title='Victoria Day Activities'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDOdc7lyTcI/AAAAAAAAACw/2A38bC_FTXw/s72-c/IMG_2104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-1560995906688400465</id><published>2008-05-19T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T09:27:12.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDGpqrlyTaI/AAAAAAAAACg/Jgd9S47HYtU/s1600-h/abby+and+family+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202125595310443938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDGpqrlyTaI/AAAAAAAAACg/Jgd9S47HYtU/s400/abby+and+family+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family.  They are my pride and joy.  I love being a mother and wife.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-1560995906688400465?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/1560995906688400465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=1560995906688400465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/1560995906688400465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/1560995906688400465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-family.html' title='My Family'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDGpqrlyTaI/AAAAAAAAACg/Jgd9S47HYtU/s72-c/abby+and+family+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-405840122838862945</id><published>2008-05-18T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T23:52:43.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Typical Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDEaL7lyTZI/AAAAAAAAACY/f2Rk0FNnDRA/s1600-h/may2008+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201967836866694546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDEaL7lyTZI/AAAAAAAAACY/f2Rk0FNnDRA/s320/may2008+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDEZ3LlyTXI/AAAAAAAAACI/nwGSwih5a2E/s1600-h/may2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDEZ3rlyTYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aD1kQNTmbbE/s1600-h/may2008+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201967488974343554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDEZ3rlyTYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aD1kQNTmbbE/s320/may2008+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A lot of people ask what a typical day is like in the life of a homeschooler. I don't believe that there is a typical day. Every family is so different. Each member of the family has different needs which differ from day to day. We do try to follow a flexible daily routine. An ideal day would be as follows:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast and Chores&lt;/strong&gt; 8:00am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Devotional &lt;/strong&gt;9:00am This would include singing, memorization, scripture reading and family prayer. I usually emphasize a particular area of family life that needs improvement such as BEING KIND to each other and then we may read together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kidschool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After devotional we move into what I call Kidschool. This is probably the only time in the day that may look somewhat like public school except for the fact that we are usually cuddled together on the couches and are probably still in our PJ's. During this time we usually read together. This year we have read: Gulliver's Travels, The Spiderwick Chronicles, The Sign of the Bear, Call of the Wild, White Fang, The Apple and the Arrow, Carry On Mr. Bowditch and The Jungle Book, as well as the biographies of Louisa May Alcott, Jack London, The Wright Brothers, Rosa Parks, Elenor Roosevelt, Helen Keller, Abigail Adams, and Florence Nightingale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some reading we usually play some math games or work on some spelling together. Our family especially likes multiplication bingo. I have an easel that is a white board and also holds paper pads. The kids love to draw or do math problems using the easel. They can also do this while we read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FreeLearning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that one of the keys to encouraging a love of learning is to structure time not content so after devotional and kidschool the children are allowed to pursue their own interests. I provide guidance, resources and encouragement. I have one rule; no electronics during this time, unless a computer is needed for research or testing, or the children can convince me that what they are going to watch is educational. We have really enjoyed documentaries this year. We have learned about China, Spain, Cuban percussion music, Ancient Greece, Great Moments in History, Pandas, and many other great subjects using DVDs. I have a membership with Zip.ca where I have access to a wide variety of films. A lot of discussion takes place during and following the films. Great teaching tool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that Physical Education is just as important as Academics and so the children are allowed to play outside during this learning time as well. As the seasons change the emphasis on the different subject areas changes. With it being spring, outdoor activities involving physical education and science related learning are our emphasis. Winter we did more book learning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afternoons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our afternoons are reserved for group learning. Girl guides, book discussions, art classes and playdates happen during the afternoon. If I am not facilitating group learning I will use the time to catch up on laundry, my own learning or spend a little extra one on one time with a child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you have it. A typical day at the Witbeck Freedom Academy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-405840122838862945?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/405840122838862945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=405840122838862945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/405840122838862945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/405840122838862945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2008/05/typical-day.html' title='A Typical Day'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDEaL7lyTZI/AAAAAAAAACY/f2Rk0FNnDRA/s72-c/may2008+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-3177644859382408143</id><published>2008-05-18T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T23:04:57.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Guide Trip to Red Rock Canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDEXvblyTWI/AAAAAAAAACA/7QROZFbEiG4/s1600-h/may2008+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDEXvLlyTVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/RVL9q3vfDu0/s1600-h/may2008+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDETqLlyTRI/AAAAAAAAABY/3-XlhtOUQbU/s1600-h/may2008+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201960659976342802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDETqLlyTRI/AAAAAAAAABY/3-XlhtOUQbU/s320/may2008+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a beautiful day (finally) when the Stirling 1st Girl Guides headed to Waterton Lakes National Park for a hike. Though a bit overcast at first, everyone seemed to have a great time. I especially enjoyed being in nature. Lately, for some reason, I am more aware of the beauty that surrounds me. Perhaps it was the long winter, but I am loving being out in nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDETr7lyTSI/AAAAAAAAABg/IQYeNLq2mfw/s1600-h/may2008+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201960690041113890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDETr7lyTSI/AAAAAAAAABg/IQYeNLq2mfw/s320/may2008+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam (my 7 year old) was amazed that the mountains were taller than the clouds. The mountains looked so majestic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDETsrlyTTI/AAAAAAAAABo/XtisiG8BuI8/s1600-h/may2008+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201960702926015794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDETsrlyTTI/AAAAAAAAABo/XtisiG8BuI8/s320/may2008+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet Abby. I think we could have stayed all day exploring and soaking in the beauty. The kids especially liked the creek and spent quite awhile down at the creek bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDETs7lyTUI/AAAAAAAAABw/uhhz6JnkONw/s1600-h/may2008+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201960707220983106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDETs7lyTUI/AAAAAAAAABw/uhhz6JnkONw/s320/may2008+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a short 1km hike to Blakiston Falls. Most of the trail was snow covered with 2 -3 ft of snow. It was packed hard though which made for semi-easy hiking. Why are there boys on the girl guide hike? The benefits of homeschooling. The whole family came along. I was at the head of the hike and the boys were right there with me. Boys just seem to thrive on adventure. They played Star Wars all the way to the falls. They were the Jedi Knights and the girls were the Rebels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-3177644859382408143?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/3177644859382408143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=3177644859382408143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/3177644859382408143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/3177644859382408143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2008/05/girl-guide-trip-to-red-rock-canyon.html' title='Girl Guide Trip to Red Rock Canyon'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ybQo9MWg1JU/SDETqLlyTRI/AAAAAAAAABY/3-XlhtOUQbU/s72-c/may2008+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6187677121616191865.post-7780857269241206982</id><published>2008-05-18T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:57:56.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Freedom Academy</title><content type='html'>I have been inspired by one of my very best friends who has such a beautiful blog.  Her blog is a record of her family life which includes her homeschooling adventures.  I have never been good at keeping records and this seems like a fun way.  One thing I really want to do is record the good and the bad so that others who visit this blog might understand the ups and downs of facilitating a child's education.  This is difficult to do as I do not want to give any ammunition to opponents of homeschooling but as with any worthy pursuit there will be times of growth and times of failure.  There is no shame in failure, as long as we fail forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have given our homeschool the title of Freedom Academy because my main goal is to have my children understand freedom.  Freedom of a country, a town, a home, a marriage, an individual life.  I desire that my children fully understand choice and accountibility and have the ability to make their own choices regardless of what others may think.  I hope that they will understand that knowledge is freedom and that as we pursue an education we gain more and more freedom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hope what I record here may help others in their own pursuit of freedom but my greatest desire is that it may be an honest record of our own pursuit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6187677121616191865-7780857269241206982?l=witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/feeds/7780857269241206982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6187677121616191865&amp;postID=7780857269241206982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/7780857269241206982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6187677121616191865/posts/default/7780857269241206982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witbeckfreedomacademy.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-freedom-academy.html' title='Our Freedom Academy'/><author><name>karina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566322591670968150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
