Wednesday, October 14, 2009

How Do You Lose a 15 Pound Cat?

This is.....well, I don't know the cat's name because there were men involved in her transport who don't think or care about those things. I call her Sweetheart or Fatty because, well, she's a pretty massive cat. Suyom is a svelte 8 pounds, pocket-size really, in comparison to this 15 pound giant.

We took in the unnamed cat for a few days for a sailor who just arrived here in Korea. Since you spend your first few days (or sometimes weeks) living in the Dragon Hill Lodge on base before moving into a new home, people with pets either have to put them into a kennel or have other people look after them. Luckily when we arrived, we were able to drop off Suyom at the Bartlett's house (our friends who gave us Suyom in the first place) so we knew she was in good hands.

So long story short, a new sailor arrived, she needed a new place for her massive cat to stay and the LPO (lead petty officer) asked us if we could take in the cat for a few days since he knew we already had a cat and because we live right by him, thus making the transfer of the cat that much easier.

The unnamed cat (because my husband didn't ask and the LPO didn't know anyway) arrived sometime after 9pm. We got her settled in, listened to a little hissing and snarling between Suyom and the other cat (Suyom hates other cats....she eventually learns to tolerate them but she's an unpleasant ball of fur for the first few days a new cat is in her vicinity), David and I thought the cats would be fine and settled in to watch a little TV.

Halfway through the newest episode of How I Met Your Mother, I hadn't seen or heard from the new cat for a little while and I went to find her.

And she had simply vanished.

We turned our whole house upside down looking for the cat, pulling out cushions and beds and finding tiny crevices and hiding places I never knew existed. Now I've seen some cats get into some pretty interesting places, but not a massive 15 pound one. I could not fathom where she could have gone. We even looked outside although there was about a 5% chance she could have made it to the outside world. The thought of her wandering the twisted streets of Huam-dong alone on her first night in Korea made me want to cry.

After more than an hour of searching, David and I had exhausted all the options. We felt pretty certain that she was in the house somewhere, but might just be stuck or in hiding. We couldn't hear her however.

I picked up Suyom, who was much happier now that the new cat had disappeared, and went into the kitchen with her in my arms. As I neared the laundry room, she immediately started hissing and growling and leapt out of my arms and ran away. Now we'd already searched all the little crevices behind the washer and dryer, in the cupboards and behind the oven. But convinced that the cat was in that room, I tore out all the contents of the cupboard under the sink and discovered a furry patch peeping out of a hole in the bottom of the shelf. Somehow, this 15 pound cat had wedged herself between the bottom of the shelf and the floor underneath the sink and gotten stuck.

We were eventually able to wrest her free and pet her and calm her down. Poor thing. She's a very sweet cat. She's now set up camp underneath the bed in the guest room, while Suyom is taking surveillance from under the dining room table.

It's going to be an interesting week with these two cats in the house...I just hope we don't lose a 15 pound cat again. Sheesh.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Fall is Here!

Fall is finally here in Korea. I've always liked fall but I didn't fall in love with the season until I lived in Virginia. A Virginia fall would make anyone fall in love with autumn. Despite the hot summers and frigidly cold winters (a marked difference from the constant balmy weather of Hawaii), I was very excited to move to Korea because it meant that once again, I'd get to have fall.

I love the burst of color before the desolation of winter, the slow switch from hot, humid summers to a cool, refreshing fall. I enjoy the the emergence of warm sweaters, scarves and jackets from their summer hibernation and the bounty of the earth--apples and pumpkins and squashes and corn. I can't wait to make an apple pie or maple pumpkin cheesecake or eat butternut squash soup. I love the flavors and colors and feelings of fall.

Of course, living in a big city, you forget sometimes that you still live on a planet earth that is constantly changing around you. David and I went to Gyeongbokgung palace today (more on that visit later) and I finally got to see physical evidence beyond a milder climate that fall is, indeed, upon us.

And since I couldn't wait to sing my songs of joy for fall, I thought I'd post a few photographs that I took today of the early fall foliage. I need to get out more and find some more trees. Also, I really need to buy a good camera and Photoshop. (And stop trying to manipulate photographs in my pathetic little photo editor program.)

I still had fun playing around with it though.

And the leaves excite me. So glad I get a fall again.
Nope, I sure don't miss Hawaii at all.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Chicken Tikka Masala

About a year ago, I was newly married, living in a new city and really, REALLY craving some good Indian food. D.C. had several excellent Indian restaurants, but I didn't have much hope that Honolulu would have anything near as good. So I decided that it was time to learn how to cook Indian food myself and I started with my favorite Indian dish--chicken tikka masala.

I scoured the internet for different recipes, poring over which recipes seemed the most authentic, had the clearest instructions and the easiest preparation. I finally determined that Cook's Illustrated had the best recipe potential and set off to gather the ingredients to make the dish myself. I didn't know it at the time, since I had easily accessed [and luckily printed off] the recipe, but Cook's Illustrated recipes are generally blocked if you don't have a paid membership to their website and/or magazine.

My first attempt produced admirable results, but over time (and countless preparations of this dish which both David and I LOVE), this has become one of my absolute most foolproof and delicious meals. I've made it for several friends to rave reviews and it always comes out tasting delicious. I've passed this recipe onto several people and I know several others who have expressed interest in it, so I thought I'd put it up here for all the world [okay, all 10 people who read this blog] to see.

Without further ado, the recipe:

Chicken Tikka Masala
by Cook’s Illustrated 9/2007

Serves 4

Chicken Tikka
½ teaspoon ground cumin
½ teaspoon ground coriander
¼ teaspoon cayenne pepper
1 teaspoon salt
2 pounds (4 breasts) boneless, skinless chicken breasts
1 cup plain whole-milk yogurt
2 tablespoons vegetable oil
2 medium garlic cloves, minced or pressed
1 tablespoon grated fresh ginger (or ½ teaspoon ground ginger)

Masala Sauce
3 tablespoons vegetable oil
1 medium onion, finely diced
2 medium garlic cloves, minced or pressed
2 teaspoons grated fresh ginger
1 fresh Serrano chile, minced with ribs and seeds removed
1 tablespoon tomato paste
1 tablespoon garam masala*
1 (28-ounce) can crushed tomatoes
2 teaspoons sugar
½ teaspoon salt
2/3 cup heavy cream
¼ cup chopped fresh cilantro leaves

1.) For the chicken: Combine cumin, coriander, cayenne, and salt in small bowl. Sprinkle both sides of chicken with spice mixture, pressing gently so mixture adheres. Place chicken on plate, cover with plastic wrap, and refrigerate for 30 to 60 minutes. In large bowl, whisk together yogurt, oil, garlic, and ginger; set aside.

2.) For the sauce: Heat oil in large saucepan over medium heat until shimmering. Add onion and cook, stirring frequently, until light golden, 8 to 10 minutes. Add garlic, ginger, tomato paste, and garam masala; cook, stirring frequently, until fragrant, about 3 minutes. Add crushed tomatoes, sugar, and salt; bring to boil. Reduce head to medium-low, cover, and simmer for 15 minutes, stirring occasionally. Stir in cream and return to simmer. Remove pan from heat and cover to keep warm.

3.) While sauce simmers, adjust oven rack to upper-middle position and heat broiler. Using tongs, dip chicken into yogurt mixture and arrange on wire rack set in foil-lined rimmed baking sheet or broiler pan. Discard excess yogurt mixture. Broil chicken until thickest parts register 160 degrees on instant-read thermometer and exterior is lightly charred in spots, 10 to 18 minutes, flipping chicken halfway through cooking.

4.) Let chicken rest 5 minutes, then cut into 1-inch chunks and stir into warm sauce (do not simmer chicken in sauce). Stir in cilantro, adjust seasoning with salt, and serve with basmati rice and naan bread.

* Garam masala is a mixture of various spices. McCormick sells the mixture in the spice aisle. You can make your own mixture by combining 2 teaspoons ground coriander, ¼ teaspoon ground cardamom (which is an expensive spice), ¼ teaspoon ground cinnamon, and ½ teaspoon ground black pepper.


A few personal notes:

When making this for more than just David and I, I generally use 5 chicken breasts instead of just four. It does, of course, reduce the amount of sauce overall, but ensures that everyone will get plenty of the delicious chicken. The recipe also recommends the use of whole-milk yogurt, but I always use non-fat (being the only kind I can find) and the meat always comes out tasting moist and delicious. (It also makes for great leftovers as the chicken reheats very nicely.)

Not being a fan of spicy (as in hot) foods, I used to eliminate the serrano chile. But now I always include either a serrano or Anaheim chile (being milder chiles) because I think it adds just a little extra spice and depth of flavor. Just be careful when buying chiles that you don't buy a jalapeno on accident like I did one time. Not only was the masala sauce very spicy but my fingertips burned for days from cutting the jalapeno. (Why must all chiles look alike?)

Be warned that this recipe is very time consuming but VERY much worth all the effort. The actual cooking does not take a great deal of time, but the prep does because you do need to cut and chop a lot of components. I do all my prep work first and then bang out the chicken and sauce in about 30 minutes. (But that is 30 minutes of constant cooking. You can't just leave the pot and come back to it. It's a progressive dance of adding new elements to the sauce, letting it simmer, stirring, and adding more.) Generally, I give myself at least an hour and half to make this dish, including the basmati rice. The naan bread takes longer because you need to let it rise for at least two hours (but of course, you don't have to stand around watching the bread rise).

I have a fairly decent naan bread recipe, but it never meets my expectations of the buttery, mouth-wateringly delicious stuff you can get from a real Indian restaurant. But then again, I don't have a clay oven, so I'll never be able to produce anything near as good. But if anyone has a good naan recipe or any other delicious Indian recipes, I'd love to try them out. While I love chicken tikka masala, I think I'm ready to branch out and try some new Indian recipes.

Because while Honolulu might not have had as good of Indian restaurant as D.C., at least they had some. I can't say the same for Korea.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Jeong Gam Eorin

Because it was Friday night and because David was dying after receiving a smallpox vaccine, flu shot, and anthrax shot this morning, and because I didn't want to cook, we decided to visit Jeong Gam Eorin, our favorite Korean restaurant. And luckily, this time, I brought my camera with me to finally document a traditional Korean meal.

Here's an overview of all the food and side dishes that accompany a meal at Jeong Gam Eorin....well, any Korean restaurant for that matter. Every Korean restaurant specializes in certain side dishes (though you tend to get a lot of similar ones each time) and they change periodically with the season and what's available. Today we ordered bulgogi and pork. You can see the bulgogi cooking in its absolutely delicious broth (I would bathe in the broth if it were appropriate) at our table and you can just barely make out one of the servers cooking our pork on the charcoal grill at the next table over. (We were very hungry.)

Bulgogi is very thinly sliced beef that is marinated in the world's most delicious broth (I must learn to make this) and boiled either right at your table or in earthenware pots that are then brought to your table, cooked and ready to go. There's something about having your food prepared right at your table that I love. For one, it allows me to see exactly what I'm eating and to determine how well-done I want my meat to be cooked. I can also add my own components (like fresh garlic) and it keeps the meat warm throughout the meal. Those white things on top of the bulgogi are tiny little mushrooms. I'm not much of a mushroom person to begin with, but David really likes them. And the red dish on bottom righthand corner is a chili paste of sorts that adds a little spiciness to your meat. I typically use it sparingly with my pork lettuce wraps.

And here's the marinated pork (next to some fresh garlic....I think David wishes I didn't love garlic so much because I'll eat the stuff raw). Normally, the pork is grilled and cut right at your table, but since we had the bulgogi, they grilled it at another table and brought it to us. The pork is one of my favorite meats to order at Jeong Gam Eorin because it's a thicker cut than the bulgogi but still not as thick as a steak but still very filling.

The pork is typically wrapped in lettuce (they bring both a bitter lettuce and mint leaves, but I prefer the lettuce) and eaten in one bite. I typically add rice (bap), garlic, onions, and other bits into my lettuce wrap and then eat it in a few bites or I just cram the whole thing in my mouth. Either way, it's a delicious bite of food. Featured next to the lettuce are three slices of mint green moo and a regular salad. Moo is a radish of some sort (dikon, I believe) that is thinly cut and then marinated. I've seen it all sorts of colors (yellow, pink, green) and it's got a little bit of a tart flavor but I love it. I typically eat all the salad, though the salad dressing tends to vary and they haven't had my favorite kind in quite some time. But then again, I have no clue what goes into any of the dressings so I really have no idea how to compare them. Also, I'm getting better at eating my salad with chopsticks but metal chopsticks can be slippery little suckers.

No Korean meal is complete without the requisite dish of kimchi (on the left). I've had kimchi that didn't make me instantly regret putting it in my mouth, but that's about the best I can say for the stuff. Kimchi and I just don't get along. It's just way too hot and spicy even if you disregard the fact that it's fermented cabbage. On the left is a sweet potato salad with carrots and corn. It's not really my favorite side dish either because I don't like sweet potatoes which is a tad odd since I love regular potatoes in all their many varieties (russet, Idaho, new, baby, red, yellow, etc.) and in all the ways they can be cooked (fried, roasted, mashed, broiled, baked, etc.). But moving on.....

....to Mystery Side Dish #1. The side dishes are more or less the same at every restaurant (there's always kimchi, rice, onions of some sort, a vegetable) but you tend to get one or two that are new and often, unidentifiable. David believes this was some sort of raw fish but I can't verify that since I steered clear of it.

However, Mystery Side Dish #2 wasn't so bad. It's a noodle of some sort (slimy, but not bad) covered in seaweed (kim). [Kimbap (literally seaweed rice) is Korean's version of sushi, though the fish, I hear, is cooked.] It really doesn't taste like much but it won't kill you either.


Rounding out the side dishes are thinly sliced and marinated onions. These aren't the onions I waxed rhapsodic about a few weeks ago, but they're still pretty tasty. Again, this is coming from a person who, until 4 months ago, wouldn't eat a raw onion if you paid her too. Now, I can polish off a whole dish of these myself.

I call this dish kimchi salad though I have no idea what it really is other than lettuce tossed with a hot, red, spicy dressing. Even though I don't like kimchi, I will eat this because it's fresher and typically more palpable to my anti-spicy taste buds though tonight's salad was spicier than usual.
Here's my bowl of bap (rice) next to a bowl of clear cold soup. Again, I'm not sure what the soup is called but it's a sweeter soup (the taste is similar to what they marinate the moo in) and it typically contains a carrot, cucumber, and more dikon.

Here's David in mid bite. He really needs a hair cut. But I'll give him a pass for maybe another day because he's currently an incubator for smallpox and anthrax. (Seriously, why do we still need to be inoculated against smallpox?)

And finally, my favorite part of dining at Jeong Gam Eorin: the juice (pineapple, kiwi and apricot). Oh, it is heavenly. And it's the perfect taste of sweet fruitiness to complement the spiciness of the meal. Sometimes I wish my tongue were longer so that I could lick the cup. I need to learn how to make it myself. It's just that good.

So there you have it: a typical Korean meal. It's a good thing I'm still so full from my dinner or else I'd be hungry again from looking at all these pictures.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Huam-dong

I walked around our neighborhood of Huam-dong yesterday to snap a few pictures of the things I see on an almost daily basis. I tried to be very covert in my picture taking since my neighborhood is not a huge tourist spot and most Koreans gave me funny looks when they saw me snapping pictures of octopi and marketplaces.


First stop: The Lucky market. If you turn left after this market, you'll be only a few yards away from our home. I visit this market occasionally to buy random Korean products for kicks (my favorite random purchases are often drinks and gum/candy) or to buy fresh produce. It's not an extremely large market, but it does have a good-sized section of produce though I've yet to figure out what everything is. There are, however, about 20 different kinds of tofu.

This is another market further down the street from us and is more typical of Asian markets in that the majority of the produce/products are outside on the street. This one is much smaller than our market, but it does have a better selection of gum. In case you were wondering....

I passed a lot of beautiful doors such as this during my wanderings. Buildings and architectural elements are always my favorite things to photograph and I'd love to leave Asia with a book full of doors.

I also wouldn't mind more pictures of the streets. This street is typical of the roads around here: hilly, narrow and full of obstacles.

But walking down the main street of Huam-dong, closer to the base, you'll come across the Home Sweet Home realty. Our very nice real estate agent (I guess that's what she is) named Julie works here and we call her if we have any problems. (Like when I somehow got locked out of our apartment this week and Julie sent some guy to pick the lock. That's a fun story.) We also come here every month to pay our exorbitant rent but thankfully, the government gives us money for that. (Though depending on the won rate, we sometimes have to put in some of our own money like this month because the dollar sucks right now. The exchange rate just keeps plummeting....which is not fun.) We couldn't afford to live here otherwise because the cost of our rent is almost as much as David makes in a month.

Across the street from the realty is Jeong Gam Eorin, our favorite Korean restaurant. We keep meaning to try out one of the other hundreds of Korean restaurants near our house but we just keep coming back to this one because it's so good. And they give you a kiwi pineapple apricot juice at the end of your meal that is simply delicious.

Thankfully, Jeong Gam Eorin is not a seafood restaurant (though we have gotten the odd seafood side dish now and then) but other restaurants that do specialize in seafood often have tanks full of sea creatures outside like all these octopi. I'm all for fresh seafood, but I don't like seeing my food alive right before I eat it.

As I got closer to Seoul Station (the subway stop closest to our house), I passed by this Presbyterian church. Like I said, I'm a sucker for buildings, especially things built out of stone.

This just seemed like a typical cityscape of Seoul. Small businesses and homes framed by large skyscrapers looming in the distance. You see this type of juxtaposition occasionally in some American cities, but you see it everywhere in Asia.

So now you know a little bit more what my neighborhood looks like. I need to carry my camera with me more often to capture some of the more bizarre and interesting things I see on a regular basis.

Friday, October 2, 2009

"Hey, where's Lizzie?"

So, I have to keep this short, because Liz doesn't know I'm writing this and there isn't much time left.... She's reading her new book and she's almost finished. It's called An Echo in the Marrow, or something like that. It the latest in some series of books that she's totally addicted to. I think it's so funny when she gets a new book because she just disappears for a few days. She doesn't say anything, just sits there engrossed in her book. I think I bother her a lot because I like to talk so much and end up interrupting her. I think she tries her best to ignore me.


She's been reading this book for a few days now, but she's just about finished. Now this is no small book! She reads about a million words an hour, so while it would take me a month to read this behemoth of a monstrosity, she's breezing through it in a matter of days. Sometimes we'll both be reading a story in a magazine and she'll finish and turn the page before I've even finished the first paragraph. It's really crazy!


As she reads a novel, every now and then Liz giggles a little, which I think is the cutest little laugh in the whole world! And sometimes she makes an exasperated groan leading me to believe that that part of the story is particularly annoying, or she lets out a huge sigh as though she is relieved that something worked out alright. She's really quite cute! The groans have become increasing frequent as she gets closer to the end of this particular book.


So, at this moment, Liz is reading the last 1 or 2 pages of this book, A Reverberation in the Vertebrate, or whatever it's called. The suspense is building and all the plot lines of the previous 1000 pages are coming together. She'll be done soon, and then I'll say...


"Oh, there you are Lizzie!"


It'll be nice to have my wife back.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Crazy Asian Drivers

Most of the time, I just go along and do my thing and totally forget that I live in Korea. I spend most of my time on base, which aside from all the Koreans who work there, is just like being in America. So it's easy to forget that I do actually live someplace that is not America outside the walls of the military base as well. But there are random moments when I'll be walking down the street, snooping around the Korean market like the impostor that I am, or laughing over the gaping mouths of Korean children as they watch me walk past with my pale pale skin and blonde hair and get struck all over again that I do, in fact, live in Korea.

I had one such moment last night.

David and I hung out with friends to eat a little dinner and rock out. [I think I'm about ready to step it up to hard on drums.] We left a little after midnight and if we leave that late we generally just take a taxi home. So we waited on the curb where we know we can generally flag down a taxi. I should have instantly known this ride would be an adventure when David flagged down a speeding taxi cab and the driver hit his brakes so hard and fast that he skidded a little and killed his engine.

Still, we hopped in fast and took off, just happy that we'd managed to get a taxi so quickly. (We generally have to wait a little while to get an open taxi.) My second clue that this would be a hair raising adventure came when David and I realized--with a little bit of horror--that the seatbelts had been cut out of the backseat. I don't know why you'd cut out seatbelts from a car, especially a taxi, but we had no choice but to dig our feet in and hold onto the door handles and each other.

Since only designated cabs are allowed access onto base (and this wasn't one of those cabs), the quickest way to our neighborhood from our friend's house was to go around the base and drive through a convoluted series of twisty streets barely wide enough for two cars, down a mountain. So our speedy cab driver was barrelling down these streets, barely slowing down at the speed bumps or when passing another car and generally driving like a crazy person. Halfway down the mountain, I realized that "I'm not in America anymore" and started to laugh.

We had the cab driver drop us of a few blocks from our house and walked the rest of the way home, laughing over the ridiculousness of the ride we had just endured.

But hey, at least it was the shortest cab ride home ever.

But next time, I want a seatbelt.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Some Photos.

I haven't been too busy to post anything new. It's just that there hasn't been much to write about. I always have a running list of things I'd like to post about, but there are often more of my own personal editorials on history, food, and politics rather than what I'm doing with my life (answer: nothing) and I'm not sure if people have much interest in reading what I have to say anyway. Still, I always enjoy reading about the philosophies of my friends and so I may just bore you with my thoughts anyway.

Until then, how about a few of the photos that have been sitting in my camera for the last few weeks?

This is the old gate at Dongdaemun Market, which is in the northeastern section of downtown Seoul, not many subway stops away from our house. David and I went out to visit Dongdaemun a few weeks ago because I heard there was lots of good shopping and I enjoy the sights and sounds of Asian markets. What I didn't know was that the main buildings at Dongdaemun are full of fabrics, zippers, buttons, threads, yarn, lace, and beads. Being there really fueled my desire to take up sewing again (I'm also learning how to knit......for like the third time). Walking in and out of aisles full of gorgeous fabrics and notions also really made me wonder how the contestants of Project Runway would fair in such a place and what they could produce from some of the materials there.

From Dongdaemun, we continued walking in the direction of our home, along the Cheonggyecheon Stream. Until a few years ago, the stream had been basically boarded up and there was an elevated highway that ran through this area. But Lee Myung-bak, then the mayor of Seoul and now the president of Korea, spearheaded a big public project to restore the river and make it a public recreation area.

Now you can walk along the river and there are murals, artwork and fountains all along the way. We walked along the stream all the way home, until we turned south and headed into Myeong-dong.

Here's a Catholic church on the hill in Myeong-dong. *sigh* I love Western architecture (and I love Gothic even more!). Myeong-dong is a fun little area, also full of fun shops and restaurants and one really good gelateria. (Which I love going to because even though everything is in Korean, it's also in Italian which I can read!) We also stopped in at a restuarant where we ordered fried rice which they cooked right at our table.

The rice was quite tasty but we also didn't realize that it was KIMCHI fried rice which meant that my mouth was on FIRE after eating it. Thank goodness there was that gelateria nearby to put out the flames.

Other than that, we've been hanging out with friends and playing a lot of Rockband. We always love Rockband parties because David and I don't have a TV and we can't rock out whenever we want. Which is sad because I want to practice my drum skills some more. I typically play drums or sing vocals, although I dabble a little in guitar.

David, however, is all about the guitar, as you can tell by his expression. He gets really into it.

And in other news, I still love this cat.

Even though she's crazy.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Suyom

I love this cat.

She's endlessly entertaining.
And very photogenic.

She's a bit of a box whore.

But we try not to hold it against her.

I love cats. They are such regal creatures. I'm often very glad that I have Suyom with me, especially on the days that David works his 14 hour shifts. I just realized that we've had her a little over 6 months now. I think we'll keep her around.
She really is entertaining. Especially with her new rats. (Thanks Nicole!)

Monday, September 7, 2009

Why I Want to Homeschool

A few months ago, I made an offhand comment about how I wanted to homeschool my future children, and I had an (unexpectedly) good response from many people. (I always think people are going to think I'm a crazy loon.) I don't feel that I need to justify my reasons for wanting to homeschool, but I thought I'd share them with you all the same. (It's rather lengthy.)

There are a lot of reasons motivating my decision to homeschool (which I’ll discuss below) but I think that the main reason I want to teach my (future) children at home is because I want to instill in them a lifelong love of learning. My mother gave it to me and I’ve always felt it’s one of the greatest gifts I have. I know this gift is more dependent on the individual child than the institution in which they are taught, but I feel that a public school education can often hamper or stifle a child’s growth because it teaches to the lower common denominator and doesn’t always account for other learning styles. I’ve also read studies that suggest that school teaches children to only learn at school or to only learn from their one designated teacher. It may be cliché, but I believe that the world is our classroom and I never want my children to stop learning no matter what they are doing. I’ve broken my reasoning into two sections: educational motivations and institutional motivations.

Educational Motivations (What and How Subject s Are Taught)
• To that end, I want to inject a lot of hands-on projects, experiments and field trips into my children’s education. If we’re learning about marine biology, then you can bet we’re going to visit the ocean, an aquarium, Sea World, whatever, to give them a chance to see these animals, touch them, smell them, watch them play. If we’re learning about the American Revolution, I’m going to take them to museums or battlefields, have them read the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution, dress up in period costume and act out scenes from the Continental Congress. It’s these types of activities that enhance learning and make it so much fun. That’s not to say that you can’t ever learn anything while sitting at a desk, listening to your teacher speak, because I certainly was able to, but this just sounds like so much more fun to me. It also allows us to set our own schedule, and to spend more time studying those subjects that most interest my children.
• I like the idea of tailoring my children’s education to what they are most interested in and how they learn best. I can learn a lot of different ways, and I did just fine in a public school setting but I have a friend who did poorly in school, and not because she’s an unintelligent person. She’s an extremely intelligent person but she is almost 100% a visual learner. She can’t retain any information from a book, but she can watch a movie once and remember everything about it: plot, character, dialogue, scenes, etc. As she always tells me, she can read 10 books on volcanoes and not learn a thing, but if she can see one, hike up one, smell it, touch it, and be told about it while standing in front of it, she’ll remember everything single detail she’s told. If this is how my children learn, then that’s how I want them to learn. If I stick them in a regular class, they’re just going to be miserable and unhappy and learn to hate school, and that’s exactly what I want to avoid.
• Standards and curriculum in public schools is appallingly low. And I say this as a person who has worked in public schools and for a publishing company that produced standardized tests for public schoolchildren. Again, they only strive to reach the lowest common denominator and make school boring and unchallenging for the brighter students. They mandate what teachers must teach and the introduction of the No Child Left Behind act and increased standardized testing have placed too much emphasis on language arts, math and science, and, in some cases, almost completely eliminated the funding for history, art history, arts appreciation, music, foreign languages, physical education, and elective programs. I would like my children to attend high school because it can offer a lot of great clubs, electives, A.P. classes, and social activities that are, I feel, essential to the life of an American teenager. But if they are going to cut out band, choir, theater programs, academic and service clubs, athletics, and other elective courses, then what’s the point? I can just sign them up for club sports, private music lessons, and college courses to get the same experience. And a lot of homeschooling networks have formed in many communities to create the sort of social activities that a regular high school creates, with a lot less drama. (I hope. Oh, how I hated the drama of high school.)
• I think there are many wonderful educators who chose to teach public school for all the right reasons. But there are a lot of restrictions placed on them about what they can and cannot teach. I believe in teaching all angles of a subject (i.e. evolution and creationism) but people who decry the separation of church and state would have public schools completely eliminate any discussion of creationism, despite the majority of people (regardless of their religious beliefs) who accept this principle. I recently read a book by James W. Loewen called Lies My Teacher Told Me which discusses the pathetic way that American history is taught in public schools. Instead of teaching about our controversies, about our failures and foibles and the issues of race, class, and gender in American history, most high school textbooks simply paint America as the savior of the world and try to induce students into blind patriotism for their country. All this does is alienate some students and make history incredibly boring. I love my country (and history) precisely because I understand where we have succeeded and where we have failed and I also understand where we are headed. I do not want to deny my children the chance to learn truths. And I certainly don’t find it necessary for them to know what the Smoot-Hawley tariff was or when Chester A. Arthur became president.
• I’m also concerned about the new debate over how sex education should be taught in schools. I think it’s the parents’ right and responsibility to lead this discussion with their children but unfortunately, there are way too many uninvolved parents out there who are more than content to have the schools take over the teaching of this topic. I cannot prevent my children from learning about this from other sources, but I should be able to teach them about my beliefs and what I feel are the right and moral decisions to make regarding sex. And I want to teach them on my own timetable when they are mature enough to understand what I am trying to teach them.
• Most of all, public school is a big fat time waster. Think about how much time is actually spent learning. In a 6-7 hour day, I’d say only 2 or 3 hours of that is actual education. (Speaking from personal experience.) I’d rather spend 3-4 hours with my children doing schoolwork and then spend the rest of our time playing, doing crafts, going on field trips, and making learning fun.
• One of my more selfish motivations is simply that I love to learn. And there is no better way to learn than by teaching. I look forward to teaching my children all sorts of things because, in the end, I’m also learning myself. Plus, I should also pick up a thing or two about patience, which I’m sadly lacking in these days.

Institutional Motivations (Who is doing the teaching)
• Now, there are a lot of good teachers who loose their jobs because they want to teach controversial subjects. And there are a lot of bad teachers who get to stick around because they have tenure or belong to a teacher’s union. How about the 700 teachers on probation in New York City who still get paid their annual salaries to sit around and do nothing? (Granted, I don’t believe all the teachers held in these rubber rooms belong there. Others should have been fired long ago. Besides which, there are a lot of school positions which do not require any interaction with students that these teachers could have helped with instead of wasting time and money.) Of course, just because I pull my children out of a public school system doesn’t mean that my taxpayer dollars won’t still go to education but this is just an example of how poorly run and managed and wasteful our public schools are becoming.
• I was also very opposed to the CTA’s (California Teacher’s Association) donation of over a million dollars to the Prop 8 campaign. Regardless of their position for or against this proposition, I am ethically opposed to a teacher’s union getting involved in political issues. Education should be non-partisan but when a teacher’s union takes a stand on a highly charged political and moral issue, I have to wonder what else teachers feel is appropriate for them to teach in class. Should I expect my child to face a teacher like this during a presidential election?: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ezrUd8xH0gQ
• I’m not really a fan of many teachers unions anyway because they don’t have the education of our children as their main concern. I’ll give you an example from my mother’s experience teaching in California. My mother has been unable to get a full-time teaching position at our school district, so she subs (often on long-term sub contracts) and teaches adult classes at night for failing students. She was planning on teaching an English class during summer school which would mainly have helped out band students who often need to take summer school classes to free open an extra elective to participate in the marching band. Because my mother is not a full-time teacher of the school district, she would have been paid less than a regular teacher. This also meant that the students would have been charged less to take her class (I think it was around $150). But the union demanded that a full-time teacher be offered the chance to teach this class ahead of my mother and be paid their regular salary. This also meant that the price of the class (because of budget shortfalls) would have to be raised to cover a different teacher’s salary. The new class price? $400. Who exactly does that benefit?
• I also have an issue with the credential system for educators. Public schools place far more emphasis on their teachers have degrees in education rather than the subject which they want to teach. It’s one thing to understand educational theories, but a good teacher will only become a great teacher if they know their subject well and teach it well. (This applies more to secondary education than elementary education, obviously.) So even though I have a master’s in American history, I’m unqualified to work in a public school over a credentialed teacher who took a couple credits of history in college. While I don’t totally disagree with a credential program, I do think they need to make more exceptions for other highly qualified candidates. For every good teacher I had, there were two or three awful teachers, who did more harm than good, who made learning painful, and who often made me wonder if they became teachers because they were qualified for no other job. (*cough*Harris*cough*)

You may then ask yourself, “Am I a qualified teacher?” Sure, I feel perfectly qualified to teach history, literature, art and elementary education, but I’m certainly not qualified to teach math or science. In this, I am glad that I have a partner (David) who is very supportive of homeschooling (he wants to do it more than I do) and can teach math and science to our children. There are also a lot of homeschooling communities that trade off in teaching different subjects. I’m also fully in support of our children taking college courses or A.P./regular courses at a public high school. And if any of our [currently imaginary] children wanted to go to school, I would let them go. I do believe that any child can get a lot out of a traditional school setting and curriculum if they have involved parents. There are days when I think I’d love to just dump my kids off at school and have some peace and quiet for a little while or to not have to hassle with lesson plans and curriculum. I wonder if we’d be doing them a disservice by homeschooling or that they’d miss out on a lot of necessary socialization and activities that children need. We will have to evaluate our decision for each child, but for now, we are both committed to homeschooling.

Thank goodness I’ve got a few years to get prepared. And to, you know, have some children. I guess that’s the first step, huh? (And no, I’m not pregnant.)