I’ve been wallowing in the French Revolution for the last few days, in preparation for the monthly book discussion in which my two oldest mini muffins and I are participating. We met last night with a group of other homeschooling families, at our church, to discuss The Scarlet Pimpernel and A Tale of Two Cities. Middle muffin baked French baguettes to take for the potluck we had there, and all three of us brought our knitting which we worked on during our discussion
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We also watched a movie of The Scarlet Pimpernel with Jane Seymour and some actor I don’t remember as Percy Blakeney, and a much-younger Ian McKellen as the evil Chauvelin. I can’t believe they had Chauvelin involved in a romantic relationship with Marguerite before she met Percy. Ick. And the ladies’ dresses made the costumes in Emma Thompson’s Sense and Sensibility look demure. We decided that we will stick with David Niven and Virginia Mayo (though Leslie Howard and Merle Oberon aren’t bad) when it comes to film versions of TSP.
Speaking of TSP, I needed a bit of it to wash away the images of the gruesome Revolution for “liberty.” So today I took five of our munchkins for a beautiful almost-fall nature walk, to fill our minds with images of the lovely creation outside our door. Charlotte Mason would have been proud. We had laminated cards with local wildflowers and trees so we could identify some of the flora, and we chased off some of the fauna, aka deer, that like to casually munch the green grass on the hill in front of our house. I pointed out California black oaks, California white oaks, Ponderosa pines, manzanita, mullein with tall stalks, noted acorn and pine cone shapes and discussed how seeds grow, searched for seedlings growing near mature trees, picked some late blackberries to taste, found a vein of quartz and picked up a large specimen to bring home, examined some shale and explained sedimentary rocks (hope I got that one right).
Then we brought home the goodies we collected, drank a few gallons of water (it was warm and we had to do a lot of uphill work), and settled in to read a few stories from Fifty Famous Stories Retold by James Baldwin, which I just happen to have a copy of, found in an antique store last month. I’m sorry to say we did not do any narration or nature journaling, but I can happily report that we enjoyed the fresh air and sunshine and the company, of course.
My time spent in the French Revolution reminded me that that is one period of history to which I would not want to time travel. Which gives me an idea for a long overdue poll: If you could time travel, which period of history would you most want to avoid? I know it’s rather morbid, and if you don’t want to participate, I understand, but I’ve been thinking about this for a few days and so I’m asking. Now to put on my thinking cap, if I can find it. Hmm. I think it’s lost. Well, that will explain if the choices in my poll seem a bit disorganized—it will have to be cursory for obvious reasons.
While I’m thinking, here’s a good quote for you to cogitate, and a link to an article about the ideas which bore the horrible consequence of the French Revolution:
Bastille Day and the French Revolution by Dr. Miguel A. Faria, M.D.
Liberty has a bad name in several countries of Europe; one knows it only by the ruin it has done, by the violence it has engendered, but is it necessary that these violences, these faults, even these crimes, ought to be imputed to liberty, or should they be imputed to the men who served themselves of this sacred name only in order to dishonor it? The example America has given us is an entirely different idea of liberty, one which teaches us to respect and to love it. In this rich liberty which elevates the soul, enlightens and calms the spirit, convicts the heart, we see the perfect fruit of the Gospel. Where has this modern liberty appeared except in the country where Christ is known as master. Has there ever been a semblance of free government or of democracy among people served by the fatalism of the Koran or the desperate doctrines of Buddhism? Know the tree by its fruits, know that religious, political, social, individual liberty is the daughter of Christianity…” ~19th century Frenchman Edouard LaBoulaye, quoted in The Journal of the Foundation for American Christian Education, Vol. VII
Note: While we are grateful to be avoiding some terrible periods of history, in God’s providence some are enduring trials right now, such as Hurricane Rita, causing many to be uprooted from their homes. Especially pray for Lora and her family who are going to be evacuating Houston. Let me know if there is anyone else we can be praying for.