Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Thank you for reading this blog.
Thank you for the encouragement you give me.
Thank you for being interested in helping boys and girls learn and grow.
This has been an unusual year for me. New adventures. New new adventures. The scary (with my wife's auto accident) and the unknown (with my current occupational hiatus).
But I am thankful for each experience. God has blessed me and Cindy beyond all I could think or ask.
God's gifts are many. I thank Him for each.
I pray that your life is filled with more blessings than discouragements, more joys than hurts, more giving than receiving.
Friday, October 31, 2014
In my former home, the trees didn't really change color or do that cool autumn thing. Sometime in mid-November or so all the leaves would turn brown. One day (or night) a wind would blow through and all the leaves would be off of the trees. That's it. (A comedian said that you would hear a loud WHUMP one night and the leaves were off the trees the next morning.)
Then we moved to Nashville. Our first October here we saw trees begin to change to yellows and oranges and reds. My wife and I would drive around town, looking for colorful trees. "Look at that one!" we would practically shout at one another. Such wonderful color.
As I drove home the other day and saw a variety of colors in the background, I thought about that first fall here. I still love to see the trees change. I still smile at the bright yellows and oranges.
You see, I knew about fall. The leaves change colors. They flutter to the ground. People rake piles of leaves. Kids play in them. They get everywhere. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I saw the calendars and photos. I knew what fall was.
But then I experienced it. I saw trees change - first a few leaves and then more and then the entire tree. I now pick leaves from the windshield of my truck and watch them blow out from the bed as I drive down the road. I think about raking them...and then don't. I now understand what fall really is, at least more than I did before.
That reminded me of teaching kids. We can tell kids information. Kids can know facts. They can tell us all kinds of things. But do they understand what they know? How can we help them understand it? They must experience it.
They must see butterflies emerge. They must mix red and blue to get shades of purple. They must connect those odd shapes to sounds - understanding that those letters make their names. They must have context. They must experience it.
Do your kids know? Or do they understand?
What do you do to get kids to experience and learn? How do you make it hands on?