When I homeschooled back in the late ’90’s (before it was universal ?), my daughters and I were impressed to learn that King Richard the Lionheart owned a humungous library of 800 books. We began to count the volumes stashed in the backyard shed we used for class… and after we reached 500, I realized…
During the seemingly endless decade when I was a homeschooling mom, I secretly had only one basic goal: to convince my girls to love books. So why is it we readers read? And why push reading with a passion? Clearly prejudiced, I had to give a nod to mathematics as a boring-but-necessary blot on the…
“Developing a thinking culture”—that’s what the sign outside the school said, a couple of years ago when we were house-hunting in the port city where we now live. Wow, that’s kind of a novelty, I reflected. A definite novelty in a culture that frequently doesn’t read beyond the local newspapers—and even that’s rare now, replaced…
