SCHOLA: Back-up, back-up, back-up!

Monday, April 25, 2005

Back-up, back-up, back-up!

This is the mantra I have been chanting, keeping time with head banging on the table, while I wait for my new hard drive to arrive.

After the first breakdown, Computer Guy was able to get my laptop up and running with no problem. He made a CD of a few very important files, Outlook and Homeschool Tracker, per my request, but forgot perhaps the most important one, "My Documents." This was not a problem until last Wednesday evening, when my hard drive began its gravel grinding noises again. Computer Guy pronounced it D.O.A. Thursday.

C'est la vie.

I'm learning not to get too attached to things, most notably the ephemera in my files. My book-in-progress needed a rewrite anyway.

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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.