Last Thursday was as close to perfect as a homeschooling day can be.
I went out with Drama King to a Sydney Symphony concert at the ABC Centre in Ultimo. I think it was aimed at KS3 children (Years 5 and 6, or roughly 10-12 year olds). The conductor took the orchestra through about six fairly short pieces to illustrate how composers and musicians can make their music more interesting. My Drama King was very fidgety, which made me realise how rarely he is expected to sit in one spot for 50 minutes. However, he was also very engaged, putting his hand up for nearly all of the questions, and going down to talk to one of the bassoonists afterwards. (There was a contrabassoon sitting unused for the whole concert. Drama King wanted to know why it wasn’t used. Apparently it had a part in the first piece but one of the pads had broken just before they started, so the musician couldn’t play it today.)
We bought lunch from a shop just outside Central Station and caught the train back to Circular Quay to meet the others. We had 30 mins to spare so decided to go to the MCA (Museum of Contemporary Art) while we were waiting. I love this museum being free as it is so convenient to pop in and experience the art in bite-sized pieces.
Drama King has a backpack decorated with frames from a classic Superman comic and this prompted a conversation with the guy at the cloakroom as we checked it in. It went something like this:
Cloakroom Guy: That’s a cool bag.
Drama King: Oh, thanks, but I’m not really into Superman any more.
CG: Who is your favourite superhero, then?
DK: Oh, well, he’s not really a superhero, but I like Hawkeye from The Avengers.
CG: What do you mean, he’s not a superhero?
DK: He doesn’t have any super powers, just a cool bow and special arrows.
Scimum (a bit shocked): So don’t you think that Batman is a superhero either?
DK: No, he’s not.
CG: That’s shocking! Batman isn’t a superhero! What do they teach kids these days?
We popped into the current exhibition on Floor 2, where Drama King loved the multicoloured stripes all over the floor, and the shoe sculpture, and then very briefly went up to Floor 3. When we came back to collect our bags Cloakroom Guy was still bemoaning Drama King’s definition of a superhero as excluding those with super gadgets, super skills or super talents.
We met the rest of my children off the Manly Fast Ferry and then caught another train to Marrickville to meet up with the SHRIMPS gang. My little princess was a bit clingy, and wanted to breastfeed for most of the time, but she’s recovering from being ill last week so that is understandable. All the boys found their friends and spent a happy afternoon playing (real life, physical playing, I mean, not on a device with a screen) and discussing Minecraft.
As usual, I talked for ages with the other homeschooling parents, and then we caught the train and ferry back to Manly. We finished off the little bits of spelling and maths the children had allocated for Thursday, had a delicious Poetry Teatime with treats we had bought earlier on in the week, and I ordered pizza for dinner.
That’s how it goes, when it’s going well.