Very early in my mothering journey, I was given a gift from my mother-in-law. It’s an unlikely treasure, to be sure. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a copy in anyone else’s library, though board books are notorious for their tendency to wander to and fro. I read this book almost daily to E. when he was a little one-year-old guy. He loved to listen to it; it was one of his top two favorites.
What I didn’t realize at the time was that Mommy was learning something from the book, also. I’ve blogged about this little tome before {can a board book be called a “tome”?} in a different context, but I find myself compelled to share its goodness once again.
The title is Grandma’s Special Stories for Little Boys: What a God We Have, and I’ve never read another quite like it.
The story is pretty predictable. Little boy Matthew goes to visit his grandma. They do enough together that he must have stayed for a week or so. Every time Matthew and Grandma witness something seemingly simple {ants scrambling around, seeds growing in the garden, etcetera}, Grandma tells Matthew, “What a God we have!”
Indeed.
One of my hesitations with science books has been that, while detailing such amazing facts about creation, any amount of awe or wonder is completely absent.
Wonder is, in my mind, a reliable antidote to that peculiar arrogance fed by study which we sometimes call hubris. Wonder contains within it a sense of powerlessness, because it acknowledges how small one is in relation to the world and its Maker. Wonder gives us the posture of Mary, sitting at the Lord’s feet, thirsting to learn. Wonder also reminds us of how much more we have to learn–how much we don’t know.
Recently, I was grumbling a bit {again} about trying to find things for my son E. to read. I often feel behind. His appetite is voracious, and sometimes I wonder if I am starving him. My father {the funny one} mentioned to us that we should be giving him nonfiction to read also. I didn’t object, but I had yet to see a science book of any significant length that I can just hand over to him. Besides being filled with all variety of political metamessages {also known as propaganda}, science texts consist of just plain facts. Facts isolated from wonder and historical context cater to a sense of power and pride.
But in the back of my mind I was determined to find something to give the poor boy. Besides, his birthday is coming up next month, and we aim to feel like we are giving him a feast when we hand him his birthday book each year. So I went on a search, and I kept coming back to the same recommendation from various respectable folks: Apologia’s Exploring Creation series for elementary students. I ended up choosing Exploring Creation With Zoology 2: Swimming Creatures of the 5th Day because Ambleside has us reading about a whaling boat and a hermit crab’s life in two separate books this term, and I know that his appetite has been whetted for marine life.
{Also: I found an inexpensive used copy in great condition, a definite bonus.}The author also points out what scientists do not know. Often, we do not know why things happen, only that they happen. For instance, in the sample lesson, we learn that no one knows why a whale breaches, the specifics surrounding a narwhal’s tusk, where are the breeding grounds of the blue whale, and so on. She does this in a way which encourages the child to want to find out himself. It awakens the naturalist inside each of her readers.
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