There, peeping above the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for awhile. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up and out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing; there was light and high beauty forever beyond its reach. J.R.R. Tolkien

Monday, December 6, 2010

Math

My son does not like math. Today, math took a long time. Longer than usual. Mystery was solved when I found the intricate drawing of a robot he had done in his math notebook. Not just any robot. This was a robot that had just destroyed math forever with his lasers. I laughed. Thought about giving him homeschool credit for art....
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