When Mother Reads Aloud

When mother reads aloud, the past
Seems real as every day;
I hear the tramp of armies vast,
I see the spears and lances cast,
I join the trilling fray;
Brave knights and ladies fair and proud
I meet when mother reads aloud.

When Mother reads aloud, far lands
Seem very near and true;
I cross the desert’s gleaming sands,
Or hunt the jungle’s prowling bands,
Or sail the ocean blue.
Far heights, whose peaks the cold mists shrouds,
I scale when Mother reads aloud.

When Mother reads aloud, I long
For noble deeds to do-
To help the right, redress the wrong;
It seems so easy to be strong,
So simple to be true.
O, thick and fast the visions crowd
My eyes, when Mother reads aloud.

{Author unknown}

This poem beautifully describes our homeschool style. Reading great books together, on comfy couches and chairs, or on the living room floor, or sitting outside with a cool breeze, history comes alive and is the most exciting part of the school day. Heroes from history are the best heroes a kid could have. 

You can read about our history curriculum here.

Hi! I’m Nicki! Welcome to my blog! A little about me? I’m a 9^th generation Texan living on a nine-acre homestead in North Texas with my husband and five children. I write about homeschooling, history, freedom, my faith, homesteading, reading, and quilting. If you want faith-based encouragement, be sure to follow me on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and subscribe to my blog! 

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