My Homeschooling Goals

• Develop myself as an individual - pursuing my own interests - while being coached by my teachers.
• Learn open-mindedly from my travels and grow into a global citizen.
• Be healthy in mind, body and heart
• Ground myself to my Waldorf inspired foundations of “head, heart, and hands”
• Maintain or surpass public school grade level standards
• Easily meet entry standards of any university I want to attend.

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Writing - dictating 30 sentences

Things are getting more creative as the days continue to produce stories.  Editing is definitely slipping and he's seeing where typing it out offers greater opportunity to provide stories with less errors.

-Dad

On Mar 20, 2019, at 9:16 AM, Tilden Guttenbergber <tildenguttenberger@gmail.com> wrote:


There was a boy. The boy was named Tom. He always wore jeans and a blue shirt. He used to wear a blue hat all the time until...  He lost it. He always looked for it. But he could never find it. He looked in his closet. He looked in his drawer. he even look in his mom's drawer. One day, while Tom was picking weeds. He picked up this massive weed. Under the weed was his hat. It was all brown. It was covered in dirt. So he's washed his hat. Inside and out. Hold it back on it was too small. He adjusted it. when he went to show his mom. his mom said, " where did you find it?" He said in reply," under the mass of weed."  but what he didn't know that... That it was underground for so long that it had a magic charm. So when he went to school all the kids wanted to be his friend. All the girls are bullies everyone. So he picked out the ones that he liked and played with them. When school started all the kids what Tom in front. He was never in front. So when school ended got in his black car. His mom asked how his day was and she said it was great, he told her all about his day and when he went home he went straight to bed because it was a long day.

Thursday, March 14, 2019

Writing - Typed 25 sentences

Sample writing while typing.  Still using index fingers so brain is fully engaged but not on creativity yet.

-Dad

Begin forwarded message:

From: Tilden Guttenbergber <tildenguttenberger@gmail.com>
Date: March 13, 2019 at 10:29:34 AM PDT
To: Tyler Guttenberger <TYGuttenberger@gmail.com>
Subject: ???


There was a boy. His name was Fred. He had a friend. Her name was Sally. They 9(Fred.) and 10(Sally.) year old. One day, while Fred was watching TV. Sally was riding her bike. She saw that he was watching XXX. She knock on the door. He open the door. She kissed his cheek. She ran to the couch. She sat down and ate some popcorn. He sat down beside her. When it ended they watched the airow. They watched 5 shows of it. Then they got some toys. Then they went outside. They play with the frisbee.  They played catch. She even let him drive her new dike. After that they went to her house. THE     END

Monday, March 11, 2019

Writing - typed story

Smaller story since typing requires more processing.  Lots of font shifts.  No more issues with punctuation.  But baby sentences will need to mature.  And it will need to go faster than the two hours this took - some goofing off.  Still...  I like the progress toward TYPED STORIES.

-DAD

Begin forwarded message:

From: Tilden Guttenbergber <tildenguttenberger@gmail.com>
Date: March 11, 2019 at 1:05:24 PM PDT
To: Tyler Guttenberger <TYGuttenberger@gmail.com>


There was a man. He had a wife. They were 27(The Man.) and 28 (The Wife.) years old. They were named 1 (The man.) and (The Wife.) 2. One day, while 1 and 2 had a contest. The contest was who could find a contest. 1 won. She always won. It was a drinking contest. The rules were there were 3 cups for each person. 3 bigger cups and three smaller cups. One person had the Big 3 cups. So they got 3 bigger cups. Then they 3 smaller cups. So they start drinking. Then she won!!!

Tuesday, March 5, 2019

Writing - Drivers license test



Begin forwarded message:

From: Tilden Guttenbergber <tildenguttenberger@gmail.com>
Date: March 5, 2019 at 1:19:07 PM PST
To: Tyler Guttenberger <TYGuttenberger@gmail.com>


There was a teenager. The teenager was 18. The teenager wanted to get his driver's licence. He had many friends. A lot of them already had cars. So he asked his mom for permission to use the old rusty car. She said,"yes." So he got the keys. He started up the car and went to driver's ed. When he got there there were a lot of kids already signed up. So he was in the back row. The teacher talked for about an hour and a half. When he got in line he was sucking on his thumb. He was so scared he almost wet his pants. The first person failed because he crashed into a post. It was his turn. He got inside the car he started the engine and he drove. He drove very slowly. When it was a 25 he drove a 20. Now it was time for him to park. He found an easy parking place. He slowed down the car and he was going into the parking place. He almost hit a curb but he stopped. He shut his eyes for hope the person next to him said, "you passed."

Writing - Sobby hurt his knee

He's just belting out the stories...

Begin forwarded message:

From: Tilden Guttenbergber <tildenguttenberger@gmail.com>
Date: March 5, 2019 at 1:18:45 PM PST
To: Tyler Guttenberger <TYGuttenberger@gmail.com>


There was a boy. The boy's name was Sobby.  Sobby was kind. He was loving. He was nurturing. But he was always sad. One day,  while he was riding his bike, he tripped on a rock. His bike flipped in the air. He scarred his knee really bad. So he went back to his house. When he got there his mother was worried sick about him because he was gone for a day. It would take an hour or so on his bike but he walked because his knee hurt really bad. His mother got some rubbing alcohol and a bandage. The rubbing alcohol hurt really bad. It felt like when he scarred his knee. When she put the bandage on it felt better a little bit. When he got to the hospital all they wanted to do is just make sure he was okay. But he broke his leg. So they put a cast on it and they got a wheelchair for him. So his parents bought the wheelchair. The nurse wheeled him out to the car. His dad put him in the backseat. His mom put the wheelchair in the trunk and headed home. While they were driving they asked him how he got all the way to their house. He said, "I just walked." So when they got home his mom took the wheelchair out of the trunk. But his dad lifted him up and onto the wheelchair. When he got into the house he went to the kitchen. He got an apple.

Writing sample - 3 weeks into focused day-after-day writing practice - “Talking animals”

Tilden has been focusing on writing stories.  He's been practicing grammar, punctuation and sorry flow.  He's coming along in big ways.  In just three weeks of work writing samples have gone from choppy streaming examples. He struggled for hours to write 10 sentences and lacked focus because it was so overwhelming.  Now he can belt out 30 to 50 sentences and deliver the producers shared below in a couple hours.

In addition to his creative writing, Tilden has been exploring the world of electronically generated and shared documents.  Below is a sample of dictated document using google slides and the native microphone.  Then he copied and pasted the story into an email on his chrome book.  Three weeks ago, Tilden didn't know how to use email, google slides/docs, know how to dictate into his WiFi phone or google docs...  

Tilden is also practicing typing skills M-F for 30 min.  

Our goal is to be able to type a 50 sentence story using his chrome book inside a single hour.  Then serious research projects - not sure if we need to take a break and introduce a foreign language and some interesting science projects first or not.  Weather is changing and the idea of being outside gets more and more exciting,  But we are definitely make huge strides in the language arts department.  Exciting stuff!!!

Begin forwarded message:

From: Tilden Guttenbergber <tildenguttenberger@gmail.com>
Date: March 5, 2019 at 7:41:48 AM PST
To: Tyler Guttenberger <TYGuttenberger@gmail.com>
Subject: Talking animals


There was a Boy. The boy was named Tim. He was kind. He was loving. He also knew how to do magic. He had a father. He had a mother. The father's name was Tom. The mother's name was Samantha. One day, while Tim was on his bike he saw a bird that said, " hello there, Tim". Tim was confused, birds don't talk. So he said, "hi bird." The bird said, "hello there, my name is Chirpy. Tim turned and laughed a little. He said, "Why don't you chirp," and the second he said that the bird began to chirp. He didn't think that all animals could speak but they wanted to hide their identity from the humans. So Tim said, "I know you can speak Chirpy." He kept talking to him and they started a conversation. After the conversation was done, Tim asked if all animals can talk. Chirpy said, "yes, except for turtles". Tim said, "thank you". Then he rode off to the pet store. When he got to the store he looked at fish, turtles, parrots, dogs and cats. He talked to most of the animals, but most of them denied that he could hear them, especially turtles, because he tried to talk to a turtle but the turtle kept denying that he heard Tim. When Tim left the pet store he got onto his bike. But before he left, he saw a dog waving to him. He waved back and rode off. He rode to his friends. He wanted to tell them that he could hear and talk to animals. When he got to this friends' fort, he said that he heard animals, but his friends didn't believe him, so when he talked to the dog, the dog said, "hello" to him. His friends jumped! They could hear the dog. One of his friends said, "hi", but the dog didn't understand him. So when Tim translated, the dog told them his name was Sergeant Ruff. Tim asked Sergeant Ruff what the names of the other dogs were. Sergeant Ruff said, "Sergeant Ruff the II, and Sergeant Ruff the…"  Tim asked Sergeant Ruff if all dogs were named Sergeant Ruff. He said, "yes". So when Tim left the fort he waved to all his friends and the dog, "Goodbye," and went home. (38)