Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Addy an American Girl

For the longest time I have wanted to read the American Girl books with my girls and do fun activities that go with them.  I just could not find the time and kept putting it off.  So when Maggie chose the Addy's Story Collection series from our library for her slave trade classic to read, my first instinct was to ask her to pick a new book.  I am glad that I was open to inspiration because I told her to go ahead, it would be a great book for her study topic.  It only took Maggie 2 weeks to read the entire series.  I knew she would love the books, our one on one time was full of Addy!  To celebrate finishing we did some projects together.  The experience was more than I had expected it to be, beyond my expectations.  I love spending time with this girl!

The rest of this post is written by Maggie;

We found an Addy Walker website with games that I could play.  I especially enjoyed play Mancala with my dad.  In the book Addy, she played Mancala, double Dutch jump rope and clapping games with her friends.  She also enjoyed making shadow and spool puppets.


Addy's mother did not know how to read but Addy did.  Addy taught her mom letters and letter sounds while they were baking.  She would make letters out of leftover biscuit dough.  Addy loved her mom!


 
While escaping from slavery her mom gave her this special shell necklace.  The necklace used to belong to her grandma who was stolen from Africa to become a slave.  It was tied on with her brother Sam's shoe lace, her brother was sold away from the family with her father.



Sweet Potato pudding was Addy's favorite Christmas dessert.  It was delicious!


This is an applique pillow like the quilt from the pictures in my Addy Collection.
Addy made a scarf for her mother out of left over material.  She really wanted to purchase one from the store but she knew that her money was needed to help the slaves be free.  So instead she made her mom a scarf for Christmas.
 
 
This is an Ida Bean doll.  Addy got her Ida Bean doll on the same Christmas she made her mom a scarf.  Her mom made this doll for her out of leftover material from the dress making she did.  Addy loved her doll and cuddled with it every night.
 
I learned a lot about slavery through the eyes of a slave girl that was my own age.  She lived with many challenges like, loosing her brother and father to slavery, leaving her baby sister behind and saving her mother from drowning.  If I had to go through these things, I hope I would be as strong and as brave as Addy.  I learned that you should always treat people good not matter what color they are, how much money they have, what language they speak or if they are just different from you.  Reading Addy helped me to understand that no matter what age you are you can still do amazing things.

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Victory

I am not going to lie and skip around saying "homeschool is so great".... "everything is always so wonderful".... "I am so glad the Lord chose this life for me".... 

Homeschooling is beautiful, fulfilling, spiritual, sometimes comical, fun and loving HARD WORK.  I wouldn't give it up for anything in the world.  However, (there it is) some days I have feelings of doubt; am I doing the right thing, are we doing enough, is there something better out there for them, what more can I do?  With all of these doubts it only takes one sweet VICTORY to remind me that all is well.

Today in church Spencer got up and bore his testimony, he was so confident in his words and wise for his age.

"As you can tell by mom and dad's testimonies our family likes to read good books.  I just got finished reading Mr. Lincoln's Drummer a story about the Civil War.  It reminded me that there are still wars going on in the world today, the biggest one is the war with Satan.  I know if we do what is right that we can win that war and be happy."

These words may have seemed like a small step to others but for me it was; ONE GIANT LEAP FOR HOMESCHOOL KIND.  That one victory, with tears streaming down my eyes reminded me that all is well.

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

A Time to Discuss- Amos Fortune

We have been having a great year becoming Scholars!  There have been too many wonderful things that have slipped through my fingers that I should have been recording in this blog.  It's never to late to begin!

Towards the end of the year and coming into the summer I am reminded of how important it is to not only read a good book but to discuss, learn and grow from it.  Each summer we offer our children a penny for every page that they read, this is a huge motivation to put down the controllers and pick up a book.  In the past this was a necessity to getting through the summer, however as our homeschooling goes on and the kids begin to take their education into their own hands and realize the importance of it, they have become eager readers.  I rarely ever see them without a book and instead of begging for game time they beg for library time.  I am so proud of their efforts and desires.

As their educational mentor I have spent many hours listening to them tell me all about their books; funny parts, scary parts and annoying parts.  I also have been reading my own books and sharing them with the children.  And together we have read many books and discussed them over the dinner table.  So why was I getting that gnawing feeling that it was time to change things up and unite our minds on a one on one level?  The kids LOVE one on one time or even Boy time Girl time.  I knew that it was time to connect individually with my children in a literary sense. 

Matthew and I just finished reading and discussing Amos Fortune by Elizabeth Yates.  It was a great experience and allowed us both the opportunity to mentor one another.  As part of our discussion we both agreed to write a paper about the book.  Since Matthew is doing a unit of poetry right now he decided to write a poem.


A Fortune-ate Man
By Matthew Mecham

A tribal chieftain, princely in stature,

White men came, and executed capture.

Thrown into pits, and left to rot,

Till’ the white men came and got.

 
On the block sold as a slave,

Worried that he would be worked to the grave.

Sold to a man, known as a Quaker,

Learned by the Bible, introduced to his maker.

 
He would be sold once more, now to a tanner,

Who taught him the trade in an excellent manner.

Being paid as a tanner, he worked until he,

Had enough money to set himself free.

 
Now he was free, at age 65,

Now he finally felt really alive.

He felt that his life, had begun anew,

His life was filled with fortune and virtue

               Based on the book: Amos Fortune
                                                By: Elizabeth Yates
 
And I wrote an essay....
Free From Bondage
A Book Review Written By Christy Mecham
Amos Fortune
Author:  Elizabeth Yates
“Ah, but until they are given their freedom they count no more than cattle”, these are the words of one of the owners of Amos the king of the African Atmunshi tribe.  Taken from his tribe along with many other tribal members to live a life of American slavery, Amos would soon gain the name he would long live by; Amos Fortune.  How could a man stolen by wealth driven men come by a nickname that’s meaning implies chance or luck?  Amos’s pursuits were never selfish and his sympathy was never for himself, he was born a King of his African tribe and died as a free reputable citizen of Jaffrey, New Hampshire.
“Friend, will thee take 30 and do no bidding on this man?” are the words of the Quaker man that came about a young Amos on the auction block.  This would be a fortunate turn of events for an African slave on his way to a life of hard work and for most on that auction block a life of abuse, fear and heartache.  Amos began his life of slavery in a good Christian home where he learned to read from the bible and was always treated kindly and promised his freedom.   A freedom that would not come because of the untimely death of Mr. Copeland, the owner he loved so dearly.  Tears filled the eyes of Mrs. Copeland and her lovely daughter as Amos was once again sold into slavery, “But there were debts to be paid and Amos had comforted them with his assurance of a right outcome for them all.”
Mr. Fortunatus was the name that all of Amos’s friends had given him on the account that he was always being treated well.  Amos was sold to Mr. Ichabod Richardson a Tanner from Woburn, a good man with a philosophy on owning slaves that would once again bring fortune to an African slave.  “Teach them a trade throughout the week, make Christians of them on Sunday, pay them less than a white man but enough, and give them their freedom before they are too old to enjoy it.”  This is exactly how it worked out for Amos Fortune; he learned to be a tanner by trade and soon bought his own freedom from Mr. Richardson and set out to begin his life at the age of sixty five.
Throughout Amos’s time as a slave he was always driven by the hopes that he would find his sister and one day buy her out of slavery and set her free.  This hope of Amos’s never came to fruition, however his desire to find a loved one to set free remained steadfast in him.  Amos paid for and set free four African women, two of which died shortly after they were set free to which Amos said, “He was happy in the confidence that they had gone forward as free women.”  The third women and her daughter became his family.  Together they built a homestead in Jaffrey, New Hampshire where he became known as the best Tanner for miles to come.   He became a well-known and important citizen of their community; making head way for other blacks to come.  His role in the community was one of respect, concern and love for all of those that inhabited the area, black and white alike.
Living a full life and feeling the Lords hand in all he did at the age of ninety one he knelt down in prayer, “You can come any time now, for I am ready.”   He left his family a beautiful homestead and a bright future.  To the community he departed his fortune among the church and school in hopes for equal treatment among Gods children.  “Sacred to the memory of Amos Fortune who was born free in Africa a slave in America he purchased liberty professed Christianity lived reputably and died hopefully”.  Born into a life that by all means has provided me fortune beyond my dreams I pray that I will be able to see myself as Amos Fortune, a slave, saw his; full of potential, compassion and with the ability to free others from bondage.
My next discussion will be with Spencer and we are reading;  Mr. Lincoln's Drummer by: G. Clifton Wisler.