The Sunny Mrs. Dorsey

The Sunny Mrs. Dorsey

When I was in sixth-grade, my science teacher was Mrs. Dorsey. She had blonde hair that looked like cotton candy and a slightly mischievous glint in her eye. Mrs. Dorsey stood on her desk and sang memorization songs about mitosis while pointing to her bare...

Homeschooling In the Midst of Suffering

Homeschooling In the Midst of Suffering

As parents, we often want to shield our children from the painful conditions of our world. We regard ourselves as their guardians, their protectors. But unfortunately, there are times when our children inevitably witness sufferings that we have no control...

He Said, She Said

He Said, She Said

What would happen if you asked a dad and a mom the same series of questions about their homeschooling? Would their perspectives be similar or different? My husband and I decided to take on this challenge! When did you first want to homeschool your...

I See You, Little Homeschooling Momma!

I See You, Little Homeschooling Momma!

Are you tired of dry shampoo and yesterday's leggings, praying that you understand today’s math problem, holding on to the wiggly soul while searching for something presentable to feed the starving, and having lessons half completed while the sun’s setting...

Five NCHE Scholarships Awarded

Five NCHE Scholarships Awarded

This year NCHE was able to award five scholarships! The scholarship categories were academic, arts, scholar-athlete, HINTS Community Service, and Apologia Missions and Ministry. The NCHE scholarship program was instituted in 1998 to encourage and reward...

When You Feel like Quitting

When You Feel like Quitting

The ugly threat gushed quickly from my mouth in a moment of complete frustration. The words, my words, had cut so deep that the wound was unbearable. I saw the salty water brimming in my son’s eyes as he turned to hide the spillage. I had said the words...

Be Watchful, Dads

Be Watchful, Dads

I remember when I was seventeen, driving my father’s Oldsmobile in Charlotte. I had gone with two high school friends to check out the university. I remember it like it was yesterday, driving down Independence Boulevard, feeling like I might as well be in...

The Value of Grit

The Value of Grit

I retired after homeschooling for fourteen years. Our school graduated two students who moved on to college and then graduate school. Ours was not a perfect journey—far from it. We weathered multiple significant illnesses. We also lived through the...