My name is Linnea McKay. Working backwards chronologically, I am: a parent who educates her children at home; a mother of 3 boys; a professor of German with a specialty in second language acquisition; wife to a software developer named Sean; a teaching and research assistant at a major university; a short-term employee of various small businessses (including ATV/snowmobile parts dealer, fast food restaurant, and sports medicine supplier); a Creative Writing major; an exchange student to Wuerzburg, Germany; a marching band geek and honor society member; a poet; a pianist; an avid reader; a sister; a granddaughter and daughter. If you’re wondering whether to read my blog, you may want to know those things about me. They may come up from time to time!
Our homeschool is The McKay School, named of course for our family, yet also for the one-room schoolhouse where my maternal grandparents met for the first time as first-graders. Both were born to Swedish immigrant parents, neither were able to attend highschool (although my grandfather earned his GED while serving in the military in World War II), and yet both would have been considered to be educated, informed citizens. I believe — and still I am trying to work out the details of this belief — that there is a good and right place for formal education in a classroom setting. At the same time, my husband and I have the conviction that to educate our young children at home is the right thing for us to do at this stage of their and our lives.
Psalm 139: 13, 16 (The Message)
Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out;
you formed me in my mother’s womb…
Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth;
all the stages of my life were spread out before you,
The days of my life all prepared
before I’d even lived one day.