SCHOLA: Miss Ann Thrope II

Wednesday, June 09, 2004

Miss Ann Thrope II

Dear Miss Ann Thrope:

My husband is really, really mad at me. All our bills are in collections and the bank is threatening to foreclose on our home. He says I spend way too much money and don’t know how to balance a checkbook. Yesterday when I was shopping at the mall (I only go when there’s a sale) I saw an advertisement for a seminar called, “Managing Your Finances.” It is $1,000.00. Do you think this will help?

Desperate

Dear Desperate:

No. But for only $100.00, I will share with you my 100% Guaranteed method for financial success:

STOP GIVING OTHER PEOPLE YOUR MONEY.

I just saved you $900.00. Feel better? Please send payment, cash only, thank you, to Miss Ann Thrope c/o SCHOLA

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SCHOLA 101

schol' a: 1) An intermission of work, leisure for learning, learned conversation, debate, disputation, lecture, dissertation. 2) A meeting place for teachers and pupils, place for instruction, place of learning, school. 3) The disciples of a teacher, body of followers, school, sect. 4) An acronym for my tortuous blog title "Secular Classical Homeschoolers' Odyssean Learning Adventure." 5) How my Boston cousins pronounce "scholar." 6) Someone who studies at 10 o'clock for a dilla or a dolla.

These are the blatherings of an introverted, autodidactic, champion of The Enlightenment raising three daughters. At one time or another we have homeschooled, public-schooled, Catholic-schooled, cyber-schooled, unschooled, and even threatened boarding school. We have been inspired variously by The Well-Trained Mind, A Thomas Jefferson Education, and Climbing Parnassus, tempered by the writings and wisdom of Charlotte Mason, John Holt, Benjamin Franklin and Michel de Montaigne.

I try not to get wrapped up in labels, but we are secular and we are classical-ish.

We travel. A lot. Sometimes to the other side of the state and sometimes to the other side of the planet. Join us on our journey as we search for our home, navigate the waters of self-education, lounge with the lotus-eaters, and bash a Cyclops or two.