July 24, 2000

We Came, We Saw...In Concord

by Joshua Carden

 

Well, you might guess where I am while writing this column.  Yup, you guessed it: an airplane.  In keeping with my usual tradition, I won’t tell you the name of the airline, except that the word “continent” is a large part of it.  Of course, as old readers are aware, I’m well acquainted with the ins and outs of airline travel—mainly that it’s hard for me to get in and out.  This particular airline is doing fairly well, except for the pilots’ tendency to land one side of the airplane before the other side.  For once though, I’m not going to or returning from a wedding (Please try to restrain your shock).  That’s next weekend.  This weekend, I am returning from my very first ever home school conference speaking engagement!  (Kids, I pray that your parents don’t make you diagram the previous sentence!) 

            You have to understand something at this point: I have wanted to speak at a home school conference since I graduated from high school.  I once asked Mike Farris, Executive Producer of the Crosswalk Homeschool Channel and broad-jumper extraordinaire, “How do you get to speak at a home school conference?”  His answer: “Write.  Write a lot.”  So for the last several years, I have written.  And written.  And written.  Along the way, I discovered that I really like writing.  But there was always this nagging desire to go speak somewhere.  Especially since I’m so old and wise now.  (Hey now, it wasn’t THAT funny!)  So when my friend Olivia Johnson asked me to come to Concord, California and speak at a home school conference, the only thing left to do was figure out where the heck that was.  Fortunately, it’s close enough to San Francisco that I didn’t have to backpack it.  Which I would have done cheerfully. 

            As we began talking about this conference, I started to meet the other speakers.  Only home school graduates were being invited to speak—a rather exclusive club, although that is changing rapidly.  I was surrounded by some of the best of the best.  The Fabulous Denton Boys, er, excuse me, the Denton Brothers Quartet kicked off the conference with a wonderful time of singing, and then Michael Denton spoke on “sibling harmony” (and I thought I was the only one who still used bad puns).  If you’ve never heard them sing together, you’ve missed out!  Then Southern Californian Matt Duffy, author of Hot House Transplants (a still more exclusive club that I haven’t been asked to join.  Sorry, Matt, you knew I had to say something!), shared from personal experience how home schooling is “what you make of it.”  Olivia Johnson, a Concord native and the nicest person never to be an intern at HSLDA, spoke next on motivation.  She and her family were the driving force that got this conference going.  Also the driving force that drove us around all weekend.  I got to speak on perfectionism, a topic with which I am well-acquainted.  And then from the East Coast came Jonathan Rockett, a Broadway musical waiting to happen, who spoke on the change that inevitably comes in our lives. 

            What a joy it was to stand before a group of younger home schoolers and their parents and be able to share what God has done in my life through (and sometimes in spite of) home schooling.  We had a blast!  And the memories!  Who could forget the sight of Matt Duffy demonstrating the non-productive busyness that plagues our lives by stuffing his mouth full of marshmallows?  Or seeing the city of San Francisco for the very first time: Chinatown, Lombard Street, Fisherman’s Wharf, and a bunch of REALLY STEEP hills.  Then, of course, there was the inevitable late night at Kinko’s before the conference as we tied all the loose ends together . . .   

            I don’t know when I’ve had more fun speaking to an audience.  I mean, I wasn’t doing this for a grade, or for a position, or for any ulterior motive—I just got to speak on something I actually knew about!  And for once, no one confused me with Joshua Harris.  I did discover one major difference between speaking and writing.  There is no “delete” key in speaking!  What comes out of your mouth ends up on the tape for all to hear.  Fortunately, God was gracious and I only ate about a foot and a half rather than both my feet! 

All of the speakers decided that we want to do this again sometime.  Hopefully, next summer.  I’ll try to keep you informed as to what cities we get to come to.  Who knows, maybe I’ll see you there!  And if you want us to come to your city, let me know.  I can’t promise anything but we’ll sure consider it.  Look out world, here we come!