A stack of Sport Fishing from 1992?
When my mother-in-law handed over a pile of 23-year-old fishing magazines, I wasn’t exactly thrilled. We don’t fish. Have no interest in fishing. My house is already cluttered.
Did I mention the magazines were from 1992? Not exactly a cutting-edge homeschool curriculum.
But I’ve come to learn that anything can be the next spark for delight-directed learning, and wouldn’t you know: We now have a roaring fire of passionate learning blazing through our boy. … (Read the rest over at Simple Homeschool. Thanks!}