Heidi and Toasted Cheese

Sep16

For our Cultivating Beauty and Truth study feast, we’re reading Heidi by Johanna Spyri. It’s not the first time I’ve ever read Heidi, but it has been a long time since the last time I read it, probably out loud to my now-adult children. I am savoring the story and the characters and the scenery.

From The Storybook Cookbook by Carol MacGregor: A delightful variation of this Alpine treat, Heidi’s Toasted Cheese Sandwiches:

INGREDIENTS:

2 eggs

3/4 cup milk

1/2 tsp. salt

8 slices of Swiss cheese or 8 slices of American cheese

8 slices of bread

4 Tbsp. butterCurrant jelly (optional)

1. Crack the eggs on the edge of a bowl or piepan and drop them into the bowl. Beat the eggs slightly with a fork. Stir in the milk and the salt.

2. Make the cheese sandwiches by putting two slices of Swiss cheese or two slices of American cheese between two slices of bread. (American cheese has a stronger flavor.)

3. Put a frying pan on the stove and turn the heat to medium. Melt 2 tablespoons of the butter in the pan, but do not let it burn. 

4. Dip the sandwiches on both sides in the egg-and-milk mixture. Let them soak a minute. When the butter is hot, brown 2 of the sandwiches on both sides, turning them with a spatula. Add the rest of the butter to the frying pan and brown the last 2 sandwiches. A teaspoon of currant jelly on top each sandwich makes them even tastier.Makes 4 sandwiches.

I’ve never made grilled cheese sandwiches with soaked in an egg mixture nor have I ever put any kind of jelly on top. But it sounds as if it could be good. So, other than an appetite for grilled cheese and fresh goat’s milk, what do you remember about reading Heidi?

Let Us With a Gladsome Mind by John Milton

Aug15

Milton wrote this hymn text in 1623 when he was fifteen years old. It wasn’t published until 1645 in book of poems called Poems, Both English and Latin. And the text wasn’t used in churches until the mid-1800’s when it was adapted for a Congregationalist hymnal. The poem is a paraphrase of Psalm 136. You can read a full history of Milton’s poem and the various changes and edits that have been made to make it more singable or more understandable to a modern audience.

Let us with a gladsome mind Praise the Lord for He is kind;
For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.

Let us sound His Name abroad, For of gods He is the God;
For His mercies aye endure, Every faithful, ever sure.

He with all-commanding might Filled the new-made world with light;
For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.

He the golden-tressed sun Caused all day his course to run;
For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.

All things living He doth feed, His full hand supplies our need;
For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.

Let us, then, with gladsome mind, Praise the Lord for He is kind;
For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.

So, my Sunday encouragement to you comes from and oft-remembered admonition that Elizabeth Elliot often quoted and from something I wrote about a week ago. I was talking to myself, but perhaps someone else needs to hear these words, too.

Do the next thing. Do the thing that you can do, that you know to be right and good in this moment, today. And if you fail, get up tomorrow and try again. Forgive yourself, accept the grace and forgiveness of God, and do the next thing, with joy. For His mercy is forever and always, and He will strengthen you, step by step, day by day, to build a life of goodness and praise —with a gladsome mind.

Schola or Mother Culture or Just Plain Fun

Aug3

For twelve weeks this fall a group of ladies from my church in Friendswood TX and from online community will be enjoying a “Fall Feast” of Bible study, literature, music, art, and joy through a schedule of S-L-O-W reading and looking and listening. We will be reading and and singing and discussing the following elements of a feast to feed the minds and hearts of those who participate:


1. Bible: the book of Acts. We will be using a Bible study tool from Love God Greatly called Empowered, but if you just want to read the assigned passages of scripture each week and study them on your own without the Empowered study helps, you can do that.

2. Memorization: Psalm 1 (the first six weeks) and Psalm 150 (the second six weeks)

3. Reading: Heidi by Johanna Spyri ( a couple of chapters a week)
The Hidden Art of Homemaking by Edith Schaeffer (one chapter per week)

4. Poetry: Christina Rossetti. 

5. Art: John James Audubon’s Birds of America. 


6. Hymns: Fairest Lord Jesus (first six weeks) and To God Be the Glory (second six weeks)

7. Music: Handel’s Messiah (the first two sections)

8. Homework: Each week would have an optional assignment, probably in conjunction with the reading in Hidden Art of Homemaking, such as “draw something even if you think you can’t draw” or “try writing a poem” or “plant something and watch it grow”.

If that list looks overwhelming, don’t be intimidated! You can choose to do some of the things or all of the things. Also, we’ll be taking in all this goodness slowly, a couple of chapters of Acts each week, one Audubon painting to look at each week, a few songs from Messiah each week, etc. You can do it, and if you have children at home you can share all the beauty with them. Read Heidi aloud together. Listen to Handel in the morning when you wake up together as a family. Post the painting for the week as your screensaver. Read aloud a short poem. Don’t let fear of not keeping up rob you of an enriching time of fellowship and learning together.


So, there are four options for how you can participate in our Fall Feast:


Option 1: In person meeting on Sunday mornings 9:45 – 10:45 at Trinity Fellowship in Friendswood. Enjoy the feast each week, and come together with other ladies on Sunday mornings to talk about what we’ve gleaned, emphasis on the book of Acts with review of other elements and sharing of “homework”. Child care (children’s Sunday School) is available on Sunday mornings during this time.


Option 2: In person meeting on Friday mornings 9:30 – 11:00 at my home/library. We’ll talk about the books, the poetry, the art and the music, share homework assignments, and perhaps have some special guests to talk about specific works and ideas. You may bring children with you, and we will provide some activities for them and also a study area in the library where responsible children can work on schoolwork or read independently.


Option 3: You are welcome to come to both in person meetings, Sunday mornings and Friday mornings. 


Option 4: We will set up a Facebook group for all participants, and if you can’t make either the Sunday morning or the Friday morning meeting, you can still participate online as we discuss the artistic feast and the Bible readings in the Facebook group. Everyone who has a Facebook account and wants to participate will be added to the Facebook group, and that will be an outlet and a blessing for all of us, but especially for those who can’t come to in person meeting times for whatever reason.

If any of my blog readers would like to participate via the Facebook group, please let me know, and I’ll try to get you an invitation to the group—if I can figure out how the Facebook invitation system works!


Poet of the Day: Eve Merriam

Jul19

Whatever you do, find ways to read poetry. Eat it, drink it, enjoy it, and share it.

I find it difficult to sit still when I hear poetry or read it out loud. I feel a tingling feeling all over, particularly in the tips of my fingers and in my toes, and it just seems to go right from my mouth all the way through my body. It’s like a shot of adrenalin or oxygen when I hear rhymes and word play.

~Eve Merriam

Poet Eve Merriam was born July 19, 1916. She is the author of three books in my library. Epaminondas and A Gaggle of Geese are listed in my Picture Book Preschool curriculum book and are favorites of mine to read aloud. I also have Ms. Merriam’s book 12 Ways to Get to 11, a delightful book that combines mathematics and poetry and imagination.

Eve Merriam was well known as a children’s poet. She wrote several collections of poetry for young people, including Blackberry Ink, The Inner City Mother Goose, Funny Time, Higgle Wiggle: Happy Rhymes, and It Doesn’t Always Have to Rhyme, as well as many picture books and nonfiction biographies and nature books for children. However, she also wrote poetry for adults and had her work published in magazines and journals such as Poetry Magazine. The following poem, The Escape, comes from the October 1940 edition of Poetry Magazine.

THE ESCAPE

Suddenly in the subway
not having had time to purchase a paper at the newsstand
and having read all the car-cards
(even the Alka-Seltzer verse ones)
I came face to face with my immortal soul
and since it was three stations until my stop
I grew worried;
until I saw a boy passing through the various trains
distributing leaflets upon constipation and cure;
they were printed on both sides, with fine close print at the bottom,
so there was nothing to worry about really, nothing at all.

What a narrow escape! Nowadays, she would always be accompanied by her cellphone to distract from thoughts too dreadful to contemplate. I do recommend Ms. Merriam’s children’s books and poetry not as a distraction, but rather to encounter whimsy and perhaps even thoughts of immortality.

Picture Book Preschool is a preschool/kindergarten curriculum which consists of a list of picture books to read aloud for each week of the year and a character trait, a memory verse, and activities, all tied to the theme for the week. You can purchase an updated, downloadable version (pdf file) of Picture Book Preschool by Sherry Early at Biblioguides.

Poet of the Day: W.H. Davies

Jul3

Born on this date, July 3, 1871, was William Henry Davies, a Welshman, who spent his young life as a self-avowed “tramp”–until he lost his leg in an accident while trying to jump a freight train in Canada. His autobiography was titled The Autobiography of a Super-Tramp. Davies was friends with and/or praised by such well known literary figures as George Bernard Shaw, Hilaire Belloc, Walter de la Mare, and Ezra Pound, but his poetry is mostly forgotten or deemed “unsophisticated”.

Leisure

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad day light,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

No time to turn at beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

July Jam

Jun30

I’ve been taking an online class called Morning Time for Moms with Cindy Rollins, and I’m inspired to create my own monthly morning time schedule or list of readings, music, art and other lovely things to study and enjoy for the month of July. If any of you would like to join me as I read these books, listen to (and sometimes sing) the music, study and appreciate the art, pray the prayers, and so on, you are welcome.

  • Psalm 121. I am already memorizing this psalm by reading it aloud daily for the Morning Time class. So this is just a continuation. I’ll choose a new psalm to pray and memorize for August.
  • Bible reading: Titus, Philemon, Hebrews , and James. These books have a total of 22 chapters, so I’ll read one chapter a day and have plenty of time to finish these letters by the end of July.
  • Artist: Johannes Vermeer. This artist is the one we’ve been looking at in the Morning Time class, and I plan to keep on enjoying his work through the month of July.
  • Music: Vivaldi’s Four Seasons (ditto, continuing)
  • Poetry: John Milton. I’ll probably post several poems by Milton during the month of July.
  • Hymn: “I Sing the Mighty Power of God” by Isaac Watts. Mr. Watts, a prolific hymn writer, was born on July 17, 1674.
  • Folk Song: “Wildwood Flower” (The Carter Family and others)
  • Fiction: Our Mutual Friend by Charles Dickens. My sister and I started this book at the beginning of the year, got through Book the First, and then the reading somehow fell apart. If I read two chapters a day, I can finish the book in July.
  • Nonfiction: Becoming Elisabeth Elliot by Ellen Vaughn. I’ve already started this biography of Ms. Elliot, author and missionary, and I’m reading just a chapter or so a day. I should be able to finish this book also by the end of the month.
  • Movie: In the Heights My daughter assured me that I would enjoy this movie. (Not in the mornings, but probably some Friday evening in July.)
  • Nature focus: Leaves. I hope to draw some leaves and try to identify various trees in my neighborhood by studying the leaves as I go on a brief (hot) walk each day.
  • Prayer focus: The Power of a Praying Wife by Stormie Omartian. I already prayed through the book, The Power of a Praying Parent, and I’m ready to spend a month praying specifically for my wonderful Engineer Husband.
  • Shakespeare: Twelfth Night or Romeo and Juliet or Richard III. These are the plays that are on tap this summer at Shakespeare at Winedale, and I’d like to get some friends together and read through one of these three plays as well as go to the performances of all three at Winedale. We’ll see if I can work that out.

I’ll also be reading a couple of short stories along with the podcast The Literary Life, finishing up Cindy’s class, and reading lots of 2021 middle grade fiction. I hope to post about all of my “schola” adventures here at Semicolon. Stay tuned.

The Alley by Eleanor Estes

May24

I really want a copy of “the other book about Connie Ives’s alley, The Tunnel of Hugsy Goode.” That desire is a good sign that The Alley was a good book. I actually had no idea that Eleanor Estes had written anything other than The Moffats and its companion books about the same family and of course, The Hundred Dresses, a story that is and will always be a classic story about compassion and repentance. However, as I look I see that Estes wrote several other books, including The Alley.

Connie lives in Brooklyn in a house that along with twenty-seven other similar houses backs upon an alley, not an ugly alley, but one that provides a place for the children of the Alley to play and imagine and swing and read and learn to follow rules and grow.

“In the Alley there was more space than you might think to ride bikes in, and at the bottom end of the ——–I was the Circle, excellent for turning around in and excellent for games.

Every yard had flowers. Now it was May, and the flowers were tulips, irises, lilacs.

The Alley–the little houses on the Alley–was an oasis in a great city of good people and of dangerous people. In this city, there were some burglars. ‘But then, that is life,’ thought Connie. ‘In the old days they had Indians, wild animals, pirates, and dragons. They had witches. Now–burglars. You have to take the bad along with the good.’ But Connie never thought much of the burglars there might be outside the Alley. She thought mainly of life inside the Alley, in the beautiful, fragrant Alley. Her life was made up mainly of school and Alley.”

p. 13

The Alley was a book every bit as good as The Moffats or The Penderwicks or Elizabeth Enright’s The Saturdays. Ten year old Connie is an only child, but she has plenty of substitute brothers and sisters in the Alley: her best friend Billy Maloon, Hugsy Goode, Connie’s next-best friend, Katy Star, the rule-maker of the Alley, June Arp, the girl next door, and the thirty or so other children who live along the Alley. And Connie and Billy and the rest have plenty to do: in addition to swinging on Connie’s swing set, they teach piano lessons, go to school, play Meece and other games, and investigate a burglary during the months of May and early June, with is all that the story covers. It seems, through the eyes of a ten year old like a much longer time, and yet the days are full of fun and quirky antics and adventures.

“Connie did not mind the long days that began empty and ended up full. Oh, the wonderful and long days of summer! Just to hold a whole day in your hand and have it and think that it was empty to begin with but that each moment could, would, contain so much.”

p. 280

Illustrated by Edward Ardizzone, The Alley is, according to the Chicago Tribune quote on the front cover, “a story not to be missed.” I agree.

Admiral Byrd of Antarctica by Michael Gladych

May23

Another Messner biography, published in 1960, Admiral Byrd of Antarctica is a solid, decent read, but not as enthralling or inspiring as other Messner biographies I’ve read. Gladych characterizes Byrd, who explored both the Arctic and the Antarctic, as resourceful, persistent, brave and somewhat driven by a desire to do something important and noteworthy.

The most celebrated event of Byrd’s life came in 1934 on his second Antarctic expedition when he spent five months alone gathering meteorological data in a base station during the antarctic winter. He almost died of carbon monoxide poisoning from a poorly ventilated stove. He later wrote an account of his experiences when isolated and on his own in his book, Alone. Gladych quotes Byrd saying about his motivation for manning the station by himself:

“There comes a time in every man’s life when he should take stock of himself—sort of check on his navigation, so to speak. . . . You see, it has taken me a long time to get where I am today. And we are all like aircraft on nonstop flights, with time like precious fuel which we cannot replenish. God alone knows how much time-fuel I have left, and I’d like to check my course—make sure that where I am headed is where I should be going. I can do it best alone—out there.”

p.156

I don’t know if that’s an actual quote from Admiral Byrd, or a paraphrase of something he said, or entirely made up by author Gladych. However, while the idea of checking your course by way of an extended retreat is a good one, I think it could have been accomplished with less drama and danger, to Byrd and to his compatriots who eventually had to come to his rescue. But, then, what do I know about polar exploration or the compulsion to adventure and challenge the unknown?

Admiral Byrd was one of the most highly decorated Navy officers in U.S. military history. He also got all kinds of awards and commendations from various non-governmental organizations. But the fact that his wife, Marie, stayed married to him and raised their four children by herself for a good bit of their marriage seems like the best commendation of all. She must have seen something in him. He did name a region in Antartica after his long-suffering wife, Marie Byrd Land.

Some other books about Admiral Byrd and his adventures:

  • Black Whiteness: Admiral Byrd Alone in the Antarctic by Robert Burleigh. Picture book about Byrd’s famous near-death experiment in solitude.
  • Something to Tell the Grandcows by Ellen Spinelli. Picture book. Hoping to have an adventure to impress her grandcows, Emmadine Cow joins Admiral Richard E. Byrd on his 1933 expedition to the South Pole. I have this book in my library.
  • Alone: The Classic Polar Adventure by Richard Evelyn Byrd.
  • Explorer: The Life of Richard E. Byrd by Lisle E. Rose. An adult biography of the explorer published in 2008.
  • Richard E. Byrd: Adventurer to the Poles by Adele de Leeuw. A children’s biography from the series by Garrard Publishers, Discovery biographies.
  • Byrd & Igloo: A Polar Adventure by Samantha Seiple. A narrative account for children of the daring adventures of the legendary polar explorer and aviator and his loveable dog companion draws on letters, diaries, interviews, newspaper clippings, and expedition records.
  • Admiral Richard Byrd: Alone in the Antarctic by Paul Rink. Original title: Conquering Antartica: Admiral Richard E. Byrd.
  • We Were There With Byrd at the South Pole by Charles S. Strong. Juvenile fiction set during Byrd’s first Antarctic expedition.

Seven Beaver Skins by Erick Berry

May11

Seven Beaver Skins: A Story of the Dutch in New Amsterdam by Erick Berry is one of the books in the Land of the Free series, published in the 1940’s and 50’s for older children and what we would call young adults now. All of the stories feature young protagonists of varying ethnicities, mostly immigrants, who find a place in the New World. I have read three others of the books in this series: Chariot in the Sky by Anna Bontemps, Door to the North by Elizabeth Coatsworth, and Sing in the Dark by Maude Morgan Thomas.

These books ought to fit right into the emphasis on diversity that is currently the rage, but they were written in a time when the some attitudes and characterizations that are now shunned were perfectly acceptable. For instance, Seven Beaver Skins has a very minor character named Andries, a black enslaved servant, who is, shall we say, creative at getting out of work. The author says in the introduction that Andries was a real person, and that he was “at least as lazy as here depicted.” No doubt there were many enslaved people who were indeed lazy, if they were allowed to be, but it’s a trope that wouldn’t be appropriate in any book published nowadays. The book Chariot in the Sky uses the word “Negro” to designate the race of its main characters, because that was the accepted and respectful term in the 1951 when the book was published. The Native Americans, Maquas and Mahicans, in Seven Beaver Skins are portrayed as intelligent and as good traders and hunters, but also violent and savage to one another and sometimes to the Dutch settlers. This portrayal, too, although quite possibly accurate, would probably be disallowed in today’s super-sensitive environment.

Nevertheless, to anyone interested in the diverse and multi-ethnic story of the building of the United States of America into a country of immigrants from all over the world, the Land of the Free books are well-written, well-researched, and full of insight as well as factual information. I learned more about patroons and the beaver trade and the economics of the West India Company and its colonization of New Amsterdam from reading this story of a boy named Kaspar de Selle and his adventures in “the Manhatens” than I ever did by reading a textbook. Not to mention I was amused by the crossover learning about falconry and its terms and methods, since I read Helen MacDonald’s H Is for Hawk earlier this year. (Kaspar brings a peregrine falcon to the Manhatens when he comes as a colonist to the patroonship of Renselaerswyck in New Amsterdam.)

If you’re interested in falconry or Dutch colonization or the history of New York or in just a good adventure story, Seven Beaver Skins is the book for a rainy day’s read. If you enjoy this book, you might want to check out some of the others in the series, if you can find copies. Some of them are quite rare and hard to find. I’ll be reading Colt of Destiny next because I have a copy in my library. If you find any of the books in the series, I would suggest you snap them up.

The full list of the Land of the Free series:

Knee-Knock Rise by Natalie Babbitt

May5

“I can claim to be tolerably detached on the subject of ghost stories. I do not depend upon them in any way; not even in the sordid professional way, in which I have at some periods depended on murder stories. I do not much mind whether they are true or not. I am not, like a Spiritualist, a man whose religion may said to consist entirely of ghosts. But I am not like a Materialist, a man whose whole philosophy is exploded and blasted and blown to pieces by the most feeble and timid intrusion of the most thin and third-rate ghost. I am quite ready to believe that a number of ghosts were merely turnip ghosts, elaborately prepared to deceive the village idiot. But I am not at all certain that they succeeded even in that; and I suspect that their greatest successes were elsewhere. For it is my experience that the village idiot is very much less credulous than the town lunatic. On the other hand, when the merely skeptical school asks us to believe that every sort of ghost has been a turnip ghost, I think such skeptics rather exaggerate the variety and vivacity and theatrical talent of turnips.”

~G.K. Chesterton: ‘Illustrated London News,’ May 30, 1936

So, Knee-Knock Rise by Natalie Babbitt, also author of Tuck Everlasting, is a fairy tale about the necessity of mystery and belief in the supernatural. It’s also about the distinction between foolish credulity and wisdom. But I’m not at all sure that the questions raised in the story are ever settled.

Perhaps this bit of poetry that forms a part of the story is key, but what is the answer to poem’s riddle?

I visited a certain king
  Who had a certain fool.
The king was gray with wisdom got
  From forty years of school.
The fool was pink with nonsense
  And could barely write his name
But he knew a lot of little songs
  And sang them just the same.
The fool was gay. The king was not.
  Now tell me if you can:
Which was perhaps the greater fool
  And which the wiser man?

The writing in this book is lovely:

  • “a countryside that neither rolled nor dipped but lay as flat as if it had been knocked unconscious.”
  • “Around her neck a thick roll of extra flesh fanned out soft fur into a deep, inviting ruffle and her ears drooped like rich brown velvet triangles. She was old and fat and beautiful and Egan was instantly enchanted.”
  • “Uncle Anson smoked his pipe and dreamed into the flames, devising new and daring clocks, while Sweetheart, curled into a furry wad in Ada’s lap, looked the very picture of innocence, a picture which from time to time he spoiled by stretching out a long foreleg and arching the claws wickedly from a taut, spread claw.”
  • “The Instep Fair! . . . They came in carts, in caravans, on foot, all dressed in their holiday clothes and carrying baskets, boxes, and bundles packed with picnics so special and exotic that even the most finicky of the children were frantic for suppertime.”

And the tale itself is full of ideas and and imaginations just as a good tale ought to be. Egan, the protagonist of the story, longs to know for sure whether the beastly Megrimum lives at the top of Knee-Knock Rise. Some say he certainly does, and the villagers who live below the rise cherish their shivery, scary stories of the Megrimum and his ghostly power. Egan’s Uncle Ott explains away the evidence for the Megrimum with scientific facts and figures. Uncle Anson says, “The only thing that matters is whether you want to believe he’s there or not. And if your mind is made up, all the facts in the world won’t make the slightest difference.”

Certainly, Uncle Anson is right about his second statement. People believe what they want to believe. But doesn’t the truth matter? Are we better off believing in comforting lies and superstitions? Do science and factual knowledge really take the mystery and wonder out of the world, or is there always more to see, more truth to pursue? Who is better off, the worldly wise king or the ignorant fool? Can’t a wise man be happy, and can’t a fool be mired in superstitious fear and misery? Are all ghost stories imaginary, and could a scary Megrimum be real?

Knee-Knock Rise was a Newbery Honor book in 1971. This writer from Wake Forest University thinks the book is anti-religious, or at least questioning religion, but I think it can be read as anti-scientism. Perhaps we both believe what we want to believe.