Sally Thomas

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You’ve tried scrubbing. Soaking.And still you’re doubt-haunted. Wondering continually who you, like, are spiritually, you know? Wondering whether you really need to make that casserole for the Fellowship Supper on Wednesday. Do I include the water chestnuts called for in the recipe, or . . . . Continue Reading »

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How to Get an A+ on a Religion QuizNow, I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking, “I can’t possibly do all these things! Which is more important: bringing home the textbook, or buying the peppermint-scented tissues?” And, “On a mulitple-choice test, the answer . . . . Continue Reading »

Bummer. Always. Indubitably. On the other hand, things could be worse. . . . . Continue Reading »

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We start Monday, and not a moment too soon, in my view. I’ve spent the last two days scheduling everyone’s reading and other work from now till Christmas, using the lesson-plan feature at Homeschool Reporting, the record-keeping service to which we’ve subscribed since the . . . . Continue Reading »

The Anchoress writes that she has bought, by hook, crook, and little miracle, this beautiful crucifix which I’d featured last week in another eBaywatch. I am beyond delighted that something so beautiful has found such a good home. She’s promised to send me a photograph of it in her . . . . Continue Reading »

Joe asks whether I’m having the teenager read any of Richard Wilbur’s poetry as part of her American-literature course. Wilbur, a former U.S. Poet Laureate, is an elder statesman of American letters and may well represent, though I don’t know anything about his actual politics, one . . . . Continue Reading »

Forgot one item on the teenager’s reading list for this year: How to Read a Book, by Mortimer Adler and Charles van Doren. When I handed her the book, she took one look at the title, laughed, and said, “Don’t you think it’s a little late for that?” . . . . Continue Reading »