Plague week here at the castle. We started light with a round of coughing and sneezing, and just when we thought we were in the clear (thank you, praying friends), in entered Part 2: Stomach Virus Edition. Miserable child now in quarantine, and teen boy being left to sleep, because this waking up business is getting overrated.
Meanwhile, things to read:
1. Up this morning at New Evangelizers, my thoughts on what to do with very bad priests, and other sinners who haunt our parishes. You know you’ve done something right when this guy (the one at the top of the pile) e-mails you with his favorite quote from your column. Happy day. (I’ll leave you to pick out your own.)
2. Here, I say all kinds of things about what’s going on exciting in the Catholic Writers Guild. By “warm fuzzy feeling”, I mean both the usual understanding of the phrase, and the kind of warm fuzzy that grows in the vegetable bin if left unchecked. You get both. Consider running for office, it’s great.
3. More me, possibly fuzzy, and other smart people, less fuzzy: Links here to my CWG radio gig the other day, and to the Catholic Underground, who picked up on the thoughts of this guy. I had no idea the USCCB put out its own style guide. I want one. Sort of.
4. I don’t think I’ve posted here since I put up my review at AC of the Arma Dei coloring catechism-y things. Short version: They are really cool, and loaded with content. One packet, carefully chosen, will last your class the whole year. In the same review, I mention the Inklings game from Cactus (scroll down on the page). What I don’t mention: When I saw the game this summer at CMN, I was totally stoked, because it completely affirmed me in one of things I said in my book.
5. People who teach well: Christina LeBlanc. Sure, I knew he said smart stuff and wrote a really good book, and he doesn’t expect snacks with his beer, which is to his credit, for certain. And then I heard him talk this weekend. Wow. I totally want that man on the speaking circuit. Big time. Great presenter.
Book him now while he doesn’t cost as much. Videos. I want a video series. Someone put that man in front of a camera.
6. I’m once again affirmed at home on the effectiveness of quiz games for teaching. My littles are both acquiring vocabulary and liking Latin, learned via the shiny flashcards from Classical Academic Press, which are well-suited to about about 5,000 different games. Yes, I know, juvenile: A talking monkey is what it takes for us to get school done. But hey, the talking monkey sells to my younger crowd. Song School 2 DVD is finally coming out, and they have a coupon code for 20% off, which applies to either the DVD alone, or the whole shebang. From my e-mail:
20% Pre-order Discount Code: SSL2DVD
Valid through Oct 6th. Product ships on or before Oct 7th
BONUS – Free SSL2 Coloring Pages HERE!
7. Meanwhile, what we’re using for Latin until the Monkey arrives (and then some), is this:
Mr. Dunphy is a local, and I bought his textbook used off a friend whose son was in Mr. D’s class and loved the book. Now it’s available to the general public here: https://www.createspace.com/3955399. The book follows the adventures of a pair of escaped slaves; the text is in English, with gradually more and more Latin mixed in. At the end of each chapter there’s a vocabulary list and a set of exercises. There’s also a bit of Irish, because, you know, why not?
Another homeschooling friend says her kids love the book too. Suitable as an intro to Latin for boys ages 4 and up, and for girls a little bit older. Because: Swords. Figure for the less-violent types, target age is 2nd – 8th grade, but it’s fun for grown-ups, definitely.
More like this, Latin scholars. Please oh please.
8. Reason #648 I’m happy this week: Simcha Fisher agrees with me about something. Yes, I am that cool. Simcha Fisher looked at my blog. I’m pretty stoked. She’s my hero.
3 thoughts on “Plague Week – Things to Read, Buy, Be Happy About, Etc.”
Latin is the gateway to the World.
Ha – Caught you. *You* Mr. LeBlanc could be writing interest diglot adventure stories for my children to read. (And for me. I’m excused since I still know almost nothing. I just lurk around the edges of the world, peering over the garden wall.)