I’m blogging through the alphabet with A Net in Time and Hopkins Homeschool. This week we’re on the letter T… in our homeschool T is for Travel. (addt’l alphabet posts: D, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S)
“Travel is the enemy of prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness… Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.” -Mark Twain
My wanderlust is acting up something fierce! I yearn to collect passport stamps and tick states off my list (currently holding at 14) of the 50. Perhaps it’s due to all of our recent weekend expeditions, or Center Sister’s much anticipated special 10th birthday trip with Daddy fast approaching, or the fact that I recently finished Tsh Oxenreider’s latest memoir detailing her recent trip around the world with her husband and three kids over the course of a school-year… my thirst for adventure is seemingly unquenchable.
I took my first commercial flight at twenty-one years of age, but my family of origin still managed to make travel a value and priority during my childhood. My mom road-tripped us all over the western seaboard with a new location almost every year, as far South as Tijuana; and my dad took us to north to Seattle and onto Canada (nearly to Alaska) each summer to deep-sea fish frigid ocean waters with our grandparents. My late Grandma Norah also had the travel bug, though she fondly referred to the condition as “Rabbit’s Feet.”
Aiming to raise compassionate, globally-minded children, Husband and I’ve been intentional about exposing our trio to a hefty helping of culture already: Passengers aboard their own first flights at 6 weeks, 9 months, and 19 months of age, respectively, they are seasoned travelers. The girls cruised with us to Mexico at just 9 months and 2 1/2; danced the hula on the Big Island of Hawaii when they were 2 and 4, and of course ventured abroad to collect Little Man in China at 6 and 8.
Of course travel need not be costly nor elaborate to count… we’ve put thousands of miles on the trusty minivan when the budget didn’t leave room for airfare. We’ve snarfed Cuban food in Florida, authentic Moroccan cuisine in Seattle (which rivaled what I ate in Casa Blanca), visited Korea-Town in Los Angeles, and Firstborn enjoyed authentic Tex-Mex on her own tenth birthday trip to the Lone Star State.
Children benefit from beholding God’s kaleidoscope of creation, therefore we find travel to be a value foundational to our family culture and rounds out our homeschool/parenting efforts in a way that we simply couldn’t replicate in the classroom. T is for Travel!