Egermeier’s Bible Story Book: A Complete Narration from Genesis to Revelation for Young and Old by Elsie E. Egermeier
Favorite Poems Old and New selected by Helen Ferris
Wonders of Nature
Virgie Goes to School With Us Boys by Elizabeth Fitzgerald Howard
For You Are a Kenyan Child by Kelly Cunnane
Edward and the Pirates by David McPhail
The Little Fish That Got Away by Bernadine Cook
Froggy Gets Dressed by Jonathan London
Swamp Angel by Anne Isaacs
Sweet Dream Pie by Audrey Wood and Mark Teague
Roxaboxen by Alice McLerran
The Poky Little Puppy by Janette Sebring Lowery
Weslandia by Paul Fleischmann
Bea and Mr. Jones by Amy Schwartz
The Rag Coat by Lauren A. Mills
“It’s a truth universally acknowledged that a woman with a long reading list must be in want of more books to read.”
Found this wonderful little gem at Staci‘s place. It fits me so well!
Publishers acknowledge having buckled since the early 1980s to so-called multicultural “bias guidelines” demanded by interest groups and elected state boards of education that require censorship of textbook content to accommodate feminist, homosexual and racial demands.
The California State Board of Education was the first to adopt such guidelines in 1982, according to New York University education research professor Diane Ravitch in her latest book, “The Language Police.”
The California guidelines instruct textbook publishers and teachers: “Do not cast adverse reflection on any gender, race, ethnicity, religion or cultural group.” The board had informal “social-content standards” going back to the 1970s.
Publishers followed with their own editorial anti-bias guidelines, which banned words, phrases, images, and depictions of people deemed unacceptable — such as “man,” “mankind,” “manpower,” “men,” said to be sexist. Also banned are “able-bodied,” “aged,” “babe,” “backward,” “chick,” “fairy,” “geezer,” “idiot,” “imbecile,” “Redskin,” “sissy,” “suffragette” and “waitress.”
A team of 16 academic reviewers in Texas, the second-largest state market for textbooks behind California, last year found 533 factual and interpretive errors in 28 social studies texts submitted for adoption by the state board of education.
“Almost all of the books have deficient treatments of religion in general or of particular religious traditions, with the Christian tradition being almost uniformly the least well developed in all of the books.
“There is in all the texts a general tendency to see religion as just one trait among many cultural traits, rather than as a primary foundation of culture,” Mr. Gorman said. “In my own study of history and in my own personal experience, I have encountered many who are willing to give up their lives to keep or defend their religious faith, but rarely anyone who is willing to die for the right to eat pizza or dance the rumba.”
Historian David McCullough, who won two Pulitzer Prizes for his biographies of Presidents John Adams and Harry Truman, also calls school history and social studies textbooks “deadly dull.”
“It is as if they were designed to kill anyone’s interest in history,” he said in an interview. “A child made to read these books would ask, ‘What did I do wrong today that I am being so punished?’”
Okay, I keep finding more passages I want to quote, so I’m going to quit before I post the whole thing. Just click over and read the article.
Hat tip: The Homeschool Cafe
My endocrinologist appointment was today and it went exactly the way I thought it would.
“Hmmm, we need to do some more tests because these test results are three months old.”
She did say, though, that my dopamine levels were high, but not as high as she sees in people with major problems. Since my CT scan came back normal and all other levels are normal, she wants to re-run the 24-hour urine collection test (oh, joy) and do a cortisol level test that is more definitive. I can’t do the tests for two weeks though, because I have to quit taking Tylenol for that long. I’ve been taking Tylenol almost every day due to the sinusitis issues, and now I have to switch to ibuprofen. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that this doesn’t bring back the stomach yuckies that have disappeared since I quit coffee three months ago.
Which, by the way, is what she thinks the problem is. She said that most doctors don’t realize how many systems of the body caffeine affects, and how long it can take the body to get back to normal. Especially after 17 years of daily caffeine intake and quitting cold turkey. Or the reaction to the sulfa could’ve kicked my body out of whack.
But, in summary, she doesn’t think there’s anything serious wrong, and just wants to do these two tests to make sure. If these come back normal, or with dopamine levels where they were before but no higher, then she will suggest to my regular doctor that he follow his plan to put me on an anti-anxiety drug until my body gets back into balance.
Going to see a doctor in the big city (okay, I know Spokane doesn’t really qualify, but for this small-town girl it does) is definitely different than seeing my regular doctor. Our family doctor is a kind, gentle Christian man who cares about my family. He always asks how Kevin and the kids are doing. He never makes me feel like I need to hurry up cause I’m wasting his time. When he comes into the exam room, he asks me how I’m doing and then he STOPS TALKING. He listens as I explain what’s wrong, taking notes and nodding, but NEVER interrupts. He doesn’t start asking questions until he’s sure I’ve said all I needed to say. He remembers my history – he knows about the c-sections, the gall bladder surgery, the past history of reactions to meds. He asks how the homeschooling is going. He asks if I’m getting enough sleep and time for myself. He delivered three out of our four children. Kevin and I have often said we’ll have to follow him if he ever moves out of the area because we’ve never had another doctor like him.
Today’s appointment was much different. The nurse, who never bothered to introduce herself, took me back to the room and very briskly took my vitals and asked some medical history. The same medical history that I had spent 15 minutes filling out in the waiting room. She didn’t even crack a smile when I made a joke about my list of medications to avoid. She sighed as if annoyed when I asked what my blood pressure was. She then informed me the doctor would be in “shortly”.
Evidently, “shortly” has a vastly different meaning in this woman’s mind than in mine. FORTY-FIVE minutes later, the doctor came in. The doctor who I could hear chatting with her nurse outside the door for a full fifteen minutes.
This doctor was younger than me. I don’t think I’m age-biased, but when I saw that the year on her graduation certificate was 2000, I felt very, very old.
But she seemed like a competent and capable doctor and said that my doctor had ran all the same tests she would have if I had come to her first. I knew he was good! Of course, this was after taking my medical history. You remember, the one I had filled out in the waiting room and that her nurse had written down before wandering off and forgetting about me.
So now we wait for more test results, but in the meantime I feel pretty confident that I am okay. I’m still having symptoms, but they seem to be slowly getting better and that’s fine by me.
Thanks for your prayers through this whole process. I’m hoping that I won’t have any health-related posts for a while!
Have a blessed Memorial Day weekend.