My formal education in mathematics and writing more or less ended in my junior year of high school, when I was 17. I’d always been an eager student, but at that time in my life, my heart just wasn’t in it anymore. While I did attain a bachelors degree in philosophy several years later, I did not need to demonstrate any further proficiency in math or writing than what I had achieved in high school.
Fast forward to this past year. I have had the privilege and the challenge of taking over from my wife the education of our two sons, ages 11 and 9. Our home school follows the Robinson Curriculum, which is a self-directed learning process. This means my involvement throughout the school day, once certain fundamentals are learned (reading, arithmetic tables), is minimal. As I got acclimated to days lived at home as opposed to away from it, I realized that I was going to have a lot of time on my hands. Once the watch is wound, it will run by itself for quite a while before needing attention.
While driving and praying about this one day, the thought struck me – a divine inspiration, I have no doubt – that I could pick back up where I left off in my own formal education. I could easily “do school” alongside my boys, and the three of us be scholars together. Just as my boys are teaching themselves math and spending time reading ideas “true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable”, I could do the same!
We began on this endeavor today. I could not complete the final test in our Saxon Math 8/7 book, so that is where I will be starting! I completed the first two lessons in this book today. And now I am off to read something from the classics. What fun!